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#crying chiyo must be weird to see bc she doesn't cry in front of people very often now that i'm thinking about it
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@pridewon​​ gets an unprompted starter bc it got too long to be an unprompted ask asdfg
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     it’s been a rough day, the kind that makes it all too easy to pry open the death grip chiyo keeps upon her problems. he might be ready to, but atsumu doesn’t even have to prod her much; she folds like a house of cards the minute he asks what’s wrong because, you know, it’s kind of hard to explain why she’s crying over spilled tea without explaining how it’s the last straw to a very terrible day. and of course, because it’s atsumu, her traitorous heart decides why not tack on what’s actually been eating at her?? fear of vulnerability and abandonment be damned.
     chiyoko hisakawa isn’t okay, and it’s about time she’s honest about it.
     chiyo sniffles, now seated beside her broken mug with her head in her hands. she can feel a headache looming just behind her eyes ( really, this day just feels absolutely cursed ). “ what am i gonna do, tsumu? ” she murmurs. “ everything feels... ” she feels like the path she’s walking isn’t her own, like she’s moving in the wrong direction. classes are growing more difficult, and chiyo’s doing her best, but for what? a career she can’t entirely be sure she’ll enjoy? what’s the point in working so hard to become a teacher if she has no drive, no passion, if she feels so unsure of herself?
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     “ i don’t wanna be a teacher, ” chiyo admits, sounding small and feeling even smaller beside her boyfriend whose path has always been clear. she envies him for that, for knowing what he wants and not being afraid to reach for it. she’s always been afraid, always kept her hands at her sides for fear of coming up short. “ i’ve made myself miserable going after something i don’t actually want, and i--- i dunno what to do. ”
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