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Y/N's POV

From: Isagi Yoichi

Y/N-CHAN!! NAGI'S FINALLY AWAKE!!

As soon as I received Isagi's message, I rushed back to Nagi's hospital, disregarding the thought of missing my classes for today. I mean, it's really okay. I could just prepare a simple excuse letter so I can make up for the activities that I might miss today. Well, yes, I am a bit grade-conscious too.

I looked up at my rearview mirror and saw how pinkish my right cheek was because of Kuroo's slap. I suddenly felt that stinging pain in my chest, not because I was sad or surprised, but because of anger.

I bit my lip, tightening the grip on my steering wheel.

Fuck you, Tetsurou.

I wish I could just shrug him off my life, but it's hard. It's not that easy. Deep inside, I am still hoping that my old boyfriend is still there.

I trailed off my thoughts when my phone vibrated again. It was Isagi.

"Hey," I greeted, trying to keep my focus on the road in front of me. "I am just three blocks away—"

"Y/N..." His voice was cold, and I was surprised.

"Isagi? I'm on my way. I also brought some fruits for—"

"Be fast, Nagi's already looking for you."

For the first time ever, I felt my heart hammer inside my chest just at the thought of Nagi looking for me. Maybe because Isagi and the other members already told him that I was the one who saw him pass out during that night they had a celebration after winning another international tournament.

That's just it, right?

As far as I can remember, Nagi and I haven't had a nice conversation before. I would occasionally join their mini-celebrations and tournaments, but he and I never had a chance to talk properly. He was too shy to even look at me.

"I-I'm coming, Isagi. Hold on." Then I cut the line.

Arriving at the hospital, I immediately parked my car before running inside the building while carrying the basket of fruits I bought on my way here. Nagi somehow likes eating, so I'm hoping he'll like these.

"Excuse me," I called to the nurse's station. "I am here for Nagi Seishiro."

The pettite nurse smiled at me before typing on her computer. "Room 314, ma'am."

"Oh, thank you!"

There's a weird feeling inside my chest while I'm riding the elevator. Was it because it's a bit suffocating in here? Maybe because I'm in a hospital? I don't know.

It's not excitement, yet I can't figure it out.

As much as I don't want to ponder about it, more questions filled my head as soon as I saw the whole team in the hallway.

Why are they even here?

"Where's Nagi?"

Bachira turned his head toward me, immediately flashing a sheepish smile. Some members lifted their heads from their phones, yet they all looked stressed to me. Aren't they even happy that Nagi's finally awake? Reo was even pacing back and forth when I first saw him.

"He's inside, Y/N." Bachira opened the door for me. "He wants to—"

"Why are you guys here outside? Why aren't you with him—"

"You'll figure it out, Y/N." Baro interrupted, giving me a slight tap on my shoulders. "Go inside."

Okay, that was... weird. What is happening?

I sighed as I shrugged my shoulders. I don't want to think that Nagi's not okay. Instead, I want to think that the members are just being weird because they're tired or worried that Nagi might not be able to join the next practices because he needs to be okay for a while.

Maybe that's it.

"Hey, Nagi..." I called as I entered his room.

The place was clean, and there were fresh flowers on his bedside table. There's even a plate of food that hasn't been eaten yet. I smiled, and tears started to cloud my eyes when I saw Nagi sitting on his bed, but this time with a bandage wrapped around his eyes.

It made me wonder what that was for, but whatever that is, I am just so happy that he's finally awake. I remember how I panicked when I saw him fall to the ground, and my mind just went blank.

It's really a sigh of relief.

"Hey..." I called, sitting on his bed as I held his hands. It was cold. "I'm so glad you're awake, Nagi."

"Y/N?" he asked. "I... I'm glad you came."

"Well, they said you were looking for me, so I rushed here. How are you?" I chuckled a bit before massaging his calloused hands. So rough yet so soft at the same time.

He bit his lip. "I'm fine... maybe."

"Maybe?" My eyebrow shot up. "Why 'maybe'? Is there something wrong?"

I was immediately cut off when I saw a tear fall from inside the bandage wrapped around his eyes. Why is he crying?

"I want to see you, Y/N."

I tried to laugh. "Well, you can see me once your bandage is removed, right? You just have to rest for a few more days before we can—"

"No."

"No?" Now, I am just purely confused. "Why not? Nagi, what's wrong?"

He removed his hands from my touch before I watched him unwrap the white cloth tied to his head. My heart immediately skipped a beat when I saw him open his eyes again.

It really is beautiful, and I can't lie about it.

"Nagi—"

Now, I've noticed that he's not looking at me. He's just plainly looking at the door in front of us, which made me look there too. Is there something wrong at the door? Is someone coming? Maybe the doctor?

"Nagi, I need you to answer me—"

"I want to see you, Y/N."

Silence.

The next thing I know, tears are both falling from our eyes.

He wants to see me? Is he...

"I want to thank you for saving me that night, Y/N. I don't know what would happen to me if you weren't there."

He said it without even blinking. It's also the longest sentence he's even told me since we both knew each other.

"But as much as I wanted to see or look at you now, I can't."

There's already a conclusion formed in my head, but I don't want to think about it. I am praying and solely wishing that it's not the case. I want to be wrong. I don't want to listen to any of my thoughts because I might just be overthinking. I can't trust myself this time.

"W-Well... you can because I am here, right? I am here, Nagi—"

"No, Y/N..."

Tears fell from my eyes as if it were a faucet left open.

God... please, no.

"...I'M ALREADY BLIND."

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WRITTEN BY: minishoyo