Everything was just like every single time I went to visit the doctor. We did some small talk, he asked me how I was feeling, if I felt like I needed him to fix anything from my glasses and he asked me to read some letters from a distance. So far, so good. Now he just had to dilate my pupils and check to see that once again, nothing was wrong with me cause I would have noticed if t

Here's the thing with lights: they blind you when you look at them for the first time and they don't allow you to think properly for a while. But when you finally get used to them, everything is so much brighter. That was how it was with him.

"You know these things are expensive, right?" I nodded. "You know you're lucky they pay for them, right?" I nodded again. There was a minute or two of silence after that. "You know you have to tell him, right?" I couldn't find the words to answer to that question. A part of me knew he was right…a big part of me knew it. But I was simply scared. I wish it were easy.

"I don't want to be your brother anymore." That's what I said, but it didn't get across half the things I was feeling at the moment. I wanted to say so much more. Like "I don't want to be your brother, but…" but I could never even finish that sentence. What did I want us to be? Friends? Acquaintances? Maybe…no, that cannot be. (warning: minor manga spoilers)

This was never supposed to happen. Especially not like this. Why on Earth did I have to fall for this stupid, loud American? He had always been loud: you could put him in the middle of Oxford Street and you'd never miss him, not even for a second. Even if you weren't with him, you'd see him with no problem. So, how did I end up in a long-term relationship with him?

Kageyama falls in love with Hinata and doesn't want him to find out-

I'm a shadow. Nothing more, nothing less. Nobody really notices if I have anything different in me from one day to the other. That is if they notice me at all. [Trigger warning: self-harm]

It's been three years since I left middle school and started keeping a secret from everybody. I want everyone to know, but to do that, first I need to let my family know. [Trigger warning: suicide]