Yamaguchi ran as fast as he could from them, as his legs felt heavier and the floor hotter burning the soles of his feet. If only he could get to the bathroom quickly and lock it, so they would have no chance to hit him; however, Yamaguchi was at disadvantage, his clumsiness made him an easy target.

Just a few meters left ...

Suddenly he tripped over his laces, falling heavily to the ground, his arms ached and his jaw began to burn. The boy with the freckles was grabbed by the shoulders and that was when he felt pain in the stomach, the punch took the small amount of air he had left. Again his head was against the floor and looking at him from above the bullies were making disparaging comments about him while laughing, he could not take it anymore. He closed his eyes tightly waiting for the next hit to come when an alarm sounded.

6:02 A.M.

Dreams like it still had the same effect on him even if it has been years since the bully cease. Yamaguchi Tadashi, with now 15 years old, ran his hands over his freckled face yawning while trying to forget the torment he went through during elementary school. If he keeps laying on bed thinking about it he would be late to meet with Tsukishima.

Tsukishima Kei, the only one who defended him from the insults, and who had become his only friend, his best friend. The "Glasses" transmitted an aura of confidence and security, and Yamaguchi felt unstoppable with him. Thanks to Kei his grades stopped getting worse since he was not bothered anymore so he was able to concentrate better in class ,things got better for him. Though at first the blond ignored him trying not to make such a big deal about it, the freckled boy was really grateful with him.

After he got ready, grabbed a toast and an apple from the kitchen's counter and said goodbye to his parents in less than fifteen minutes, Tadashi picked his bag up and ran towards a store which was near from both houses. He noticed that his friend was already there, hopefully not for a long time since they still have time for school.

"Good Morning, Tsuki." He greeted with smile and took a bite from the toast.

The inexpressive guy answered him with a 'tsk' observing him quietly. "Yamaguchi." He started. "Is that your breakfast?" If the answer was positive someone was getting in a huge trouble. Not only because breakfast is the most important meal of the day, also because the blond felt that he had to take care of him. They were friends after all, right? Just friends…

With a chuckle Yamaguchi nodded giving him an apologizing look. "Sorry, Tsuki. I didn't want to be late and just took this with me." He said and bit the toast again.

"At least drink some juice." The taller raised a brow and started searching into his bag for an extra bottle that his mother insisted he took with since they had volleyball practice after school. "Here, take it. And no objections. It's orange juice." He said, handing him the bottle as he started to walk towards the school. "You can drink it while walking." Tsukishima pointed out.

The beautiful silence that made them company during their walk was broke by a certain strawberry blond who catch them as he ran like if he was being chased by an animal. "Yamaguchi, Tsukishima! Good morning!" Hinata exclaimed, excited.

Kei would never understand why the dwarf felt way too happy about practicing volleyball, it was just a sport, sooner or later someone is going to replace them and all the glory that they made will be gone. He was just doing his older brother couldn't because there was no way that someone like him would lose against someone like Hinata.

"Good morning Hinata, why the rush? Are you racing against Kageyama again?" The shy asked as they made their way into school without noticing that the loud boy blushed slightly.

"N-Not really." Shouyou answered rubbing his neck. "I just wanted to get to the gym first."

"But, it still close and classes are about to start!"

"Pathetic." Tsukishima snickered and glanced at them before surreptitiously took the other by the sleeve and dragged him away from the whining bait who looked disappointed at the news. "We are going to be late if you keep talking with him."

"Sorry Tsuki."

He was the one who acted pathetic, something was bothering the unexpressive teenager and he needed to know what. Just the act of being near Yamaguchi made him felt strangely nervous and with the necessity of getting closer.

Pathetic.