THIRD POV

It's been a week and a half since Y/n was invited as manager. She accepted the invite and helped the team with their training, the coach can't help but feel reassured that they finally have the most decent manager. Mostly girls that apply for this position do shit at their job. They just gawk and attempt to chat with the boys.

The coach looked at her staring at Atsumu with a blank face, conversing normally. But he sighed when Atsumu got hit on the head with a bottle, courtesy of Osamu.

Atsumu stumbled near her and Y/n stopped breathing. Literally.

His minty cologne mixed with the smell of soap and slight sweat made her a little dizzy, but she helped him get balance. He sheepishly grinned, "Ah, sorry."

The girl nodded as she took his towel, drying his face and neck for him. She froze as she realized what she was doing. But shrugged it off, this seems normal. She can sanitize later.

His eyes widened as he froze, "W-What are you doing?"

The girl stopped and looked at him as if he was stupid. He mentally face palmed as if just remembering that she still can't speak. He gulped, "Thanks, I guess."

Y/n nodded and draped his towel on Atsumu's shoulder before walking away. Osamu called her and asked for another bottle.

"Were you flirting with my brother just now?" Osamu raised his brow as he drank. His eyes never left the girl as she was scribbling something down. She stopped and tilted her head to him. The girl just shook her head and grabbed his bottle when he was done.

He frowned, "You know, I'm clearly the better twin."

She stopped and turned around. The girl nodded, wholly agreeing with him. Osamu just snickered as Atsumu glared at him from afar.

The gym doors opened and some random guy went inside casually, everyone stopped when they saw him approaching their busy manager.

"L/n-san, I got the papers. You told me that I can give it to you before school ends right?" The boy asked, staring intently at the girl. Most of them were silent as the girl's mouth moved, but they couldn't hear a thing.

Atsumu and Suna almost flipped when they saw the boy laugh as he patted the girl's head. And most of all, she smiled shortly but turned around to hide it. Osamu just grimaced and looked away. Kita approached both of them.

"Y/n, who's this?" Kita asked as he eyed the boy. He just slightly rolled his eyes and looked away, waiting for Y/n to tell him to leave.

She nodded to the boy and he nodded back, he turned around and left.

"A friend," She quietly said to Kita, her voice sounded sweet and Kita's brows shot up.

"Your voice is fine now?" He asked as they both walked to the bench.

She nodded, "I can only talk a bit though."

He nodded, not knowing what to say. The girl just continued to make clear notes, occasionally glancing at the team. Atsumu, Suna, and Osamu walked to them.

"Kita-san, can she speak now?" Suna said, impatience glazing his eyes. The twins stared at Kita expectantly for an answer.

"She...," Kita looked at the busy girl.

She sighed, "Get back to practice," The girl walked away and picked the used towels with the bottles.

"Woah," Atsumu's eyes widened.

"Don't tell me you're turned on by that, 'Tsumu?" Osamu raised a brow at his twin.

"What? Shut up, 'Samu!" He scowled but blushed anyway.

"Voice fetish, eh..," Suna hid his laughter.

Suna snickered and snapped a picture of him. The blonde's eyes widened as he chased Suna around the gym. Osamu just sighed.

"Osamu," Kita called to him. The silver head froze.

"Yes..?" He slowly asked Kita.

"Don't abuse her voice. Let Atsumu and Suna know," He said with a blank face and walked back to the court.

Osamu tripped Atsumu and Suna sighed in relief. He thanked Osamu who just nodded. Atsumu whined and kicked his twin, they were about to fight each other but Kita gave them a cold look.

Y/n was wrapping up since practice will end in a few minutes. She breathed out and craned her neck to release the stress in it, Atsumu's eyes widened as he looked away.

Damn it, why am I affected by that?

It's okay, Atsumu. You are undergoing puberty. This is perfectly normal.

Atsumu shook his head and continued to change to his new clothes. He finished showering a while ago, but Osamu wasn't done. He frowned as he waited for his twin.

The girl raised a brow when she saw Atsumu's well-built body, she turned away before he noticed her staring.

Why am I like this?

She shook her head and fixed the chairs. It was the last thing she needs to do before leaving.

"L/n."

Suna approached her and helped. She tried to motion him not to, but he insisted anyways.

"Do you wanna ride a bus with me?" He asked when they finished.

She blinked and turned to Suna. The girl shook her head and gave him a thumbs up. Then she pointed to Kita who was conversing with the coaches.

Suna frowned, "You're going to walk home with Kita-san again?" Sadness slightly laced his voice.

She nodded. Suna sighed and took his phone out, "Oh, alright. It's been a few days now, do you mind if I get your number?"

She just shook her head and typed in her number, labeling herself as 'Y/n'.

"Ah! Are you exchanging numbers?? Me too," Atsumu put his phone out to Y/n's face.

Osamu pushed him aside and put his phone on her hand, "Me first."

"Stop! Me first-I'm the firstborn," Atsumu shoved him off and put the phone on her hand.

"Does it matter? You're twins. Get it over with," Kita coldly said with crossed arms. The twins froze and straightened up.

Y/n sighed and put her number in Osamu's first, then to Atsumu. Osamu gave his twin a smug look and Atsumu just stuck his tongue out at him.

Kita sighed, "Let's go."

He held Y/n's hand and dragged her away from the trio. Suna just frowned while the twins eyed their hands.

I wonder how her hands feel like.

Atsumu suddenly slapped himself to stop the ridiculous thoughts. He sighed after that, only to be slapped by Osamu too.

"What the heck?! So mean-what was that for?!" He whined at Osamu.

"If you're going to slap yourself, atleast inform me. I'm more than glad to do it myself," He said with a deadpanned expression.

Suna opened his camera and filmed the two of them bickering. Atsumu slapped Osamu but he returned it back. Aran rolled his eyes at the idiot and Omimi sighed.

A few rally of slaps, Aran smacked the back of their heads. That stopped them.

"Suna, stop that," Aran narrowed his eyes at the dark brunette who had perfectly filmed what happened.

"K," He mumbled and put his phone down. Aran turned to Ginjima who dashed away, not wanting to be involved with the twins.

Kids nowadays. Aran just scolded the twins before the coach had told them to wrap up and leave.

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"Shinsuke," Y/n silently looked up at him. Kita hummed as he turned to the smaller girl.

"Why are you holding my hand?" She gently asked.

Kita's eyes widened in realization as he let go, "Oh, sorry."

His cheeks were slightly dusted in pink, but the girl was oblivious. She felt like she had done something wrong, so she softly gripped Kita's hand again.

He wore a shocked expression, but gripped hers a little tighter anyway.

Her hand fits perfectly in mine.

Kita's mouth formed a soft smile as he gazed at the cute girl beside him. He wished it was like this forever.

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👁👁 sorry if im not giving y/n more time with atsumu, i promise to give a lot in the later chapters ♡