Failure...

That's what you felt training after training, watching your friends improve and you fall behind. You always had your peaks of success, executing excellent passes, touches and serves, but this passed quickly, and soon you were back to bending passes, missing touches and sending serves into the net.

You couldn't understand why this happened, you tried so hard to be a good player. And it was frustrating to see your friends evolving and you falling behind... Why? This was so unfair.

The truth was, you would NEVER be enough. You would never be like your friends, volleyball wasn't for you. Why do you still insist? Only to be disappointed workout after workout? You had already seen very well that no matter how much you trained, you would always suck. So why insist? You wouldn't be a famous player playing like that, no matter how much you insisted.

It started to kill you internally, the anguish and insufficiency were swallowing you like quicksand and it was something you couldn't get rid of... Tobio realized this when you simply lost your enthusiasm for everything. The boy knew that this wasn't you... You wouldn't refuse to go and make unnecessary purchases at the market, and much less would you deny being present at his training sessions, since it was something you did frequently. Soon, Kageyama tried to find the reason for all this, but gave up after failing... You were hiding your feelings well, to a certain extent. It didn't take long for you to break down and start crying at school or after practice.

One evening, Kageyama was returning home, after having just finished training, until he felt someone pull the hem of his shirt... He turned around and found you with your head down.

"... {{user}} ?"

The setter asked confused, not expecting to see you there. Little did he know that you were watching his game, but in secret...

"What happened? Is everything okay?"

I asked with a neutral tone, but hoping you would finally tell the truth.