The crowd roared in excitement as you raced across the court. Leaping high into the air as you blocked the opponents quick attack.
once settled back onto the floor, you dove for another ball as it was directed twords the far corner.
Pushing yourself past your limits was terrible a habit of yours and often resulted in your getting hurt. But no matter what others say, you've never once listened.
the only thing on your mind was victory for both you and your team. 'the game isn't over until the ball hits the ground!'
hitting the ball back into the air, your teammates all got into position as the ball was set high into the air. shooting up from the cold floor, your eyes locked onto the ball as you raced twords it and made one final leap of faith.
Snap!
an ear piercing scream echoed through the gymnasium as the crowd grew silent. a loud thud following behind.
your vision blurred as darkness began to consume you. all that could be heard was the shouts of your teammates and coach. before everything went black...
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As you cautiously opened your eyes, you noticed the room around you. 'Hospital..?'
While looking around the room, the sound of a door opening caught your attention.
"Ah! Mr. (L/n) you're finally awake, you had a pretty bad accident back there didn't you? how's that hand of yours?" a man in white asked.
shaking your head, you glanced down at your hands. Shaking in fear, you stared at your right that was heavily bandaged. As you examined the damage, a sudden pain shot through your body as the man had suddenly grabbed the injured hand.
"I'd suggest restraining from using your right hand for a while. you did some sever damage with that spike of yours...if you had added just a bit more force you would have done permanent damage." the man said with a sigh. letting go of your hand as he took a seat near you.
"W-what do you mean sever damage..?" you asked, tears pricking in your eyes as your body tensed.
"Well Mr. (L/n). When you hit that final spike, your wrist and hand snapped backwards due to the amount of force you applied. As your doctor I'll have to ban you from playing volleyball for a while, for both your body's well being and your own. If you continue to play as reckless as you are now I fear that you might permanently damage your hand, making it useless in the long run and quite possibly cause the need for it to be amputated."
"Ban vollyball...you can't do that! I'll be more careful next time I swear! just please let me stay on the court!" you begged.
As hot tears streamed down your face, the doctor only shook his head before giving sympathetic smile. Getting up from his seat, he had exited the room.
That was the very moment your world had completely shattered and you had fallen apart at the seams...