[Taking a step forward, hands clenched so tight his knuckles had turned white, Kageyama's voice raised to a yell.
He was being mocked.
Of all the things to mock, his honest feelings were the wrong thing. Call him King. Call him useless. Trash. A egomaniac. Call him whatever the hell you wanted. Despite his own thoughts that his words didn't matter, once they had been spoken, he realised they had. They had been honest. They'd been the truth.
And Oikawa showed him once more that his honest feelings would never be accepted.]
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Date: 2 November 2021 11:48 (UTC)[Taking a step forward, hands clenched so tight his knuckles had turned white, Kageyama's voice raised to a yell.
He was being mocked.
Of all the things to mock, his honest feelings were the wrong thing. Call him King. Call him useless. Trash. A egomaniac. Call him whatever the hell you wanted. Despite his own thoughts that his words didn't matter, once they had been spoken, he realised they had. They had been honest. They'd been the truth.
And Oikawa showed him once more that his honest feelings would never be accepted.]
Get lost! Get out of my face! I'm done with you!