(A/n: If you didn't read extra chapter #5 then I highly recommend you do now since it talks about the life of Suwa)

F/n's pov

"Suwa what are you doing here?" I was puzzled was an understatement. Suwa was like the Atsumu of basketball and almost never skipped practice so seeing him AND the team was quite a surprise. 

"We need to talk, now," He said in such a calming voice. It was hard to not say no to him, but whatever he was going to say, I won't break.

"Fine, but I need to speak to you too. In private." Am I gonna make the right choice? Is this for the best?

"Of course, however, I want to talk to you in private you too." Standing up from his seat, he grabbed my hand a practically dragged me out of the cafeteria which caught the attention of everyone, and took me to an empty classroom.

"I want to know what I have been saying to you, all the times I've been hurtful or insensitive, anything that would make you feel horrible about yourself, I want to now," He said now with a stern tone, he took my hands into his using his thumbs to gently caress my hands, he stared into my eyes, his beautiful chocolate eyes we're begging for the truth. Taking a deep breath I told him. I told of all the times he made me feel like I wasn't enough.

By the time I finished my story Suwa was in tears. His knees buckled to the ground and spouted out nonsense, all I could hear was the 'I'm sorry, I'm so so so sorry' I didn't know if I should believe him or not, but he seemed so truthful that I had to. Dropping down to the floor, I pulled him into a well-needed hug. 

"I know this is sudden but I think we should break up." Suwa said in a pure voice, "After all, I've said so many horrible things to you, and I don't even remember ever saying those things about you, I mean you can? You are flawless! I'm such a horrible guy, I don't even deserve you."

Thank goodness we both have the same mindset, I really didn't want to break up with him in this scenario because I would feel like the bad guy, but after he finally said the words I was trying so hard to push out, I finally felt free. 

"Suwa, look at me," I whispered taking my thumb and wiped his tears off his face, and pulled away from the hug, "What you did was not ok, I am not gonna give it to you lightly, but that doesn't mean I don't care about you. Please talk to a therapist, I know you probably had a terrible childhood."

"H-how did you know? I haven't told you ever... I believe?" He sounded so confused about how I was able to crack the walls he carefully built up, blocking everyone from his broken heart, preventing any to figure out the horrible childhood he had to go through.

"You didn't know what a period was, even though you have a younger sister, you didn't really like talking about your parents but you always seemed to always talk about your siblings. I just figured that there was some trauma between you and your parents," 

(A/n: Let's say his sister is around 12 okay?)

"You're right, I didn't have the normal childhood compared to others, but that still doesn't explain my sudden change in mood or not being able to remember previous experiences," I took out the strawberry milk I was going to drink and handed over to him, seeing as though he plausibly needed this more than me. He said thank you and took a long sip of the milk. Once he was done with the milk, he threw the pink cardboard box into the trashcan that was nearby.

"That's why you should go see a doctor or a therapist, maybe they can help you and figure something out to help you," I started praying that he would take up the offer since truly I had no other way of asking him to talk to a professional. 

Looking away from me he softly told me an answer, an answer I could barely hear, but was able to get some idea of why he hadn't talked to one earlier, "I don't like burdening people,"

Smack! "AOI SUWA!" I softly smacked his head, "It's their job to listen to people! The only person you're burdening is yourself for letting this continue on for such a prolonged time! Why would you think that?"

"He would always tell me that, I was just a burden and anyone who was my friend only pitted me for having divorced parents, had a mother who left her oldest son, or an unloyal father." He begins to sob again but this time, much harder like rain on a stormy night. "T-that's why I moved, not because my dad got a new job, but because I wanted to get away from the crook! I never wanted to be associate with him ever again!"

Boom there was my answer, after many months of enduring the words shot at me time and time again, I was able to finally get the answer of what has happened to poor poor Suwa. I could've broken up with him a long time ago, but that wouldn't stop the problem, that would only postpone the problem for the next person who decided to date Aoi Suwa. It was hard sometimes I'll admit it, I sometimes gave in to the words Suwa spat at me, but I never once let it get to me for real. 

Once again I pulled him into another tight hug, my arms wrapped on his neck softly petting his soft black hair, as he wept into my shoulder. Maybe he doesn't need a doctor or a therapist, maybe he needs a shoulder to cry when things get tough, but it's the best if he would.

"Please, please consider talking to either a therapist or a doctor, like I said I care for you, and if you ever need to talk to someone your age, talk to me," I susurrated into his ear.

After a long pause, he said  "I'll think about it okay?" which was all I needed to hear...

~Done~

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Hi again :) Thank you so much for the 16k reads!

Like I said in the beginning, I hope you read extra chapter #5 because it is really important for Suwa's character.