And my demiboys and demigirls, genderfluid people, trigender people, bigender people, pangender people, agender people, genderqueer people, two-spirit people, third gender people, aporagender people, demienby people, demitrans people, and anyone else who I haven't included. We all cry for Noya, and this time Suga too. :')

Trans rights, bitch.

Fucking Sugimoto. 

"I'm so sorry, Nishinoya."

"Yeah. Well. Sorry isn't gonna do much. They're meant for each other, see? I missed my chance, and that's that."

"There's always a chance, Noya. Don't say that."

"Yeah? Well, let me know when they break up. Or god forbid, let me leave when they start making out."

"Don't-"

"You don't understand!"

"Yes, I do!"

"Wh-"

"I'll see you tomorrow."

"Wait, Suga-san!"

"I said, I'll. See. You. Tomorrow!"

And then he watched, as his chance to relate to someone blew away.