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Setsunai
(adj.) the feeling between bittersweet, painful and wistful; a heartrending emotion. Aomine Daiki. 400 words. Angst. "I bet it never ever occurred to you That I can't say hello to you and risk another goodbye." "Someone needs to stay here until Sakurai-san arrives." One of his colleagues stated the obvious. Silence lapsed over the police officers as none of them wanted to spend a minute more in the squad room after a tiring day of running around town to catch a few naughty pickpocketing minors. "I'm not babysitting those brats." Aomine gruffly announced whilst he glared at the young figures in the cell and just like that, the dark blue haired officer trutted out of the building. The night was cold, almost as cold as his frozen heart as he walked down the colorful streets that came alive at night until he reached a familiar basketball court that he used to play at with you. "Aomine, you're not playing fair!" He remebered you say with a pout after he blocked your shot for who knows how many times. "Yeah well basketball ain't fair for the short." He recalled playfully retorting just to annoy you even more. Presently, Aomine let out a short chuckle at the memories thay penetrated his mind. The both of you were in your third year in university that time and Aomine could have sworn everything was perfect. He got it all planned out; he was going to marry you after he joined the national basketball team. But some way, somehow everything went wrong and both of you lived a life you were living now. "I bet this time of night you're still up. Probably tired from a long hard week, sitting in your chair by the window." His phone vibrated. It was a text message from you. 'How was your day?' For a long while, Aomine stared at the screen of the phone, once in a while you would text him, hoping that for once he would reply. His fingers slightly trembled as he restrained himself from pressing the call option. He was about to call you, he almost did. And it took everything in him not to. Aomine's jaw clenched as his hand fell to his side and he averted his eyes up to the sky. He thought you probably thought he either moved on or hated you because each time you reach out there was no reply. Truth was, he couldn't say hello to you and risk another goodbye.
