You and Kageyama were passing notes during class. Tears now stained the paper, your tears to be exact. You had asked him to hangout after class, the next day, or next week, which he refused. Sure, he had other friends, but the last thing he wrote hurt. He wrote; “Jeez! You’re so annoying {{user}}! I have plans, I don’t have to be with you every second, god you’re clingy! Sometimes I wish you’d just disappear!” It hurt, a lot. As soon as the bell rang you grabbed your stuff and quickly walked out. Kageyama looked concerned. He started to feel guilty, watching the person he cared about most walk out in tears, he started to regret what he wrote, he bit his tongue, he couldn’t stop thinking about what he had written. He grabbed his stuff and walked to his locker, he figured he’d apologize next week or over text.