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The boys were shock and frozen for a brief moment but rushed over to her. They surrounded her and questioned if she was alright. But their tall and looming figures and the shock of the incident made (Y/n) shrink even more.

"Oi! Give her space!" Iwaizumi shouted and let out a sigh as he crossed his arm over his abdomen.

The boys immediately backed off and held sheepish expressions. Iwaizumi grabbed the bag and held it up in front of her.

"Ah. You were from earlier." He commented.

"Oh~! The love confession?" Oikawa raised a brow and grinned with a chuckle.

"NO!" Iwaizumi punched Oikawa and let him shrivel to the ground.

(Y/n)'s face was still feverish looking and full of embarrassment. She struggled with her coughing fit. She took the bag and hurriedly dug around to find her inhaler.

"Oh, it's in this pocket." Iwaizumi carefully knelt down and zipped open a pocket and handed her, her inhaler.

(Y/n) nodded her head in thanks and took the inhaler from his much larger hands. She put the inhaler to her mouth and tried ignoring the eyes on her.

"Hey, hey! What's a cutie like you doing in there?" Oikawa approached as if he didn't just receive a hit and gave one of his dashing smiles.

"Eek!" (Y/n)'s (e/c) pupils shrunk at the approach with a pale face. A great frown made the team laugh at her reaction towards Oikawa. Even Iwaizumi himself gave a short laugh before covering his mouth.

"Ugh! What reaction...!" Oikawa fell to his knees and clutched the shirt over his heart.

(Y/n) bolt up to her feet and bowed to Iwaizumi, which surprised him and made him stumble back a couple of feet.

"S-SO-SORRY! I, I DIDN'T MEAN TO H-HIT YOU!" She screamed and breathed heavily after managing to apologize. She jumped once realizing that there were still stares on her and began to tremble.

"Oh... It's alright. Are you okay?." He awkwardly rubbed the nape of his neck and let his arms rest by his sides.

"Y-yeah..." (Y/n) sweat dropped, not wanting to say much about that matter.

"I'm the coach of the volleyball team. Do you mind telling me why you were in the storage room?" The coach with dirty blonde hair and dressed in a tracksuit of the school colors approached them.

(Y/n) raised her head and gulped in nervousness. She fumbled with the end of her hair and looked down at the ground.

"I... I was ru-running away from a group of boys. I, I panicked and h-hid in the storage room, b-but the door locked without me realizing..." She closed her eyes, ashamed of herself.

"Are you a new student?"

"Y-yes..."

"That must have been tough." The stoic coach let out a sigh and dismissed the team to set up the gym while leaving the captain and vice-captain behind. He handed the girl a clean towel to wipe her sweaty forehead, which she gratefully accepted.

"S-sorry... I assumed that sports wouldn't be coming seeing that they would have been in the gym already..." She lowered her head even more to hide her red face of embarrassment.

Iwaizumi glared at Oikawa and let out a sigh.

"Don't worry. You're not at fault, and I'm fine." Iwaizumi relaxed his expression.

(Y/n) raised her head and her pursed lips were shaking. Her large eyes were watery but full of brightness from the relief she felt.

The boys of the gym who were still watching and listening in felt their heart throb. Even Iwaizumi and Oikawa were taken aback by her angel like expression. The coach whipped his head and made the boys continue setting up.

"Those guys might be waiting at the entrance of the school though." Oikawa hummed and placed both of his hands behind his head.

"Oh..." (Y/n)'s (e/c) stopped gleaming and her lips frowned. The air around her became depressed.

"You are welcomed to stay in here to wait while we practice. Just make sure to inform your parents that you will be late." The coach resulted.

"Ah... Okay." She bowed once again. "Th-thank you for your g-genorosity!"

"No worries. Iwaizumi, show her to a place she can rest." The coach walked off to the rest of the team.

"Eh? Why not give that task to the captain~?" Oikawa whined.

"Because you're a good for nothing playboy." Iwaizumi retorted and looked back at (Y/n). "What is your name?"

"... (Y/n) (L/n)..." She folded her hands in front of her.

"Iwaizumi Haijime." He said while ignoring Oikawa's whines from behind. "You can sit on the right side of the bench if you don't want to sit next to the coaches." He said, walking her over towards the bench.

"Thank you..." She muttered loudly enough for him to hear. "I-I'm sorry for hitting you when you need to practice. A-a-are you sure y-you're not hurt? Wh-what about the nurse- Ah, no, she might not be there..." She cautiously looked up towards his back as they walked.

"Mm. I'm fine. Don't worry about it." He said and stopped by the bench.

'I don't have her charm on me...' He sweat dropped and swallowed his saliva.

"Iwaizumi senpai!"

"Coming!" He answered back and turned to
(Y/n). "If you need anything just let us know." He said before leaving.

'He's not so scary...' (Y/n) watched the boy retreat. His back looked so reliable and strong. She still couldn't help but feel embarrassed and guilty for running into him earlier and for ramming him with a cart.

The boys began practice and their team spirit and coordination struck (Y/n) with awe. As she watched them, her feet would tap onto the gym's floor in fascination. Her eyes were sparkling and attentive.

"Sorry I'm late." The head coach entered the gym, and the team respectfully greeted him.

The head coach waved his hand and allowed the team to continue their practice as scheduled. He walked over to the coach and took notice of (Y/n) who had a nervous expression that continued looking ahead at the team's practice.

'Wh-what should I do?! S-s-should I introduce myself a-and explain my s-situation?! Maybe I should-' As she whipped her head over, she was  cut off of her thoughts.

"Who is this?" The head coach beat her to the punch.

"I, I am..." She paled and her mouth froze in place.

'How... Wh-where do I begin?!'

"She was locked in the storage room while running away from a group of boys. I allowed her to stay here." The coach explained for (Y/n) who let out a deep sigh of relief.

"P-pl-please pardon my i-intrusion!" She bowed and clenched the hem of her blazer.

"...Haha! It's alright. What do you think of the team?" He smiled with pride and confidence.

"Eh? Ah, um..." She blinked and played with her fingers, trying to put her words together.

"I... I think their teamwork is excellent. Beautiful even. Everyone really seems to enjoy playing. They look like they're sparkling since they're so energetic." A soft and deep smile laced over her lips. Her eyes were directed at the ground, but they were gentle yet filled with bitterness.

"Oh~! You hear that!" Oikawa whispered with a hush towards Iwaizumi.

"Ah~! We have been gifted with the sight of an angel!" The members sniffled with watery eyes.

'What's with that? She seems like a whole different character than from earlier.' Iwaizumi stared at (Y/n) whose expression lingered for a couple more seconds. He was in awe and appreciated her sweet words.

"Ah! S-sorry! I-I rambled...!" She blushed in embarrassment and coughed over her words.

"Haha! I like that! You seem like you like the sport!" The head coach sat down on the bench next to the younger coach and crossed his arms.

"Ah... I... I actually don...." She whispered and felt obliged to sit down herself.

"Nonsense. Anyone who would look at the way you spoke about the team like that would know you like the sport."

"... I..." (Y/n)'s (e/c) eyes wavered and her hands fumbled with the ends of her hair.

"Uwah! My bad!" An underclassmen exclaimed and his eyes followed the ball that was flying out of bound from a block.

"Watch out!" Iwaizumi shouted and ran towards the ball. A couple of others also had the same idea.

"Eek...!" (Y/n)'s eyes shut tightly, but her hands had also tightly and quite easily caught the ball by reflex.

"A-are you alright?!" The freshman who had blocked it but led it astray paled and walked over.

"Y-yeah..." She nodded her head and handed the ball over to Iwaizumi, as he was the nearest and most familiar player to her.

"Iwa-chan! Did you see? Her eyes and hands moved first before she shut her eyes!" Oikawa whistled and stole a glance at (Y/n).

"Yeah. I noticed. Though it was brief." Iwaizumi commented and threw the ball to the next server.

'T-th-that startled me...' (Y/n) let out a deep breath and fanned her face for a bit.

Staring at the court in front of her, (Y/n) felt mesmerized. She slowly became engrossed into the match and watched the entire court with careful eyes. Her lips were agape and her hand would occasionally raise up in excitement.

"Don't start slacking!" The coach shouted and took some notes down onto his clipboard.

"... Awesome..." (Y/n) muttered under her breath.

"Heh. Right? Those brats love volleyball. It's probably the only thing they're good at." The head coach chuckled and crossed his arms like a proud father.

"Ahah..." (Y/n) awkwardly laughed at how the head coach decided to compliment the team.

"They're well rounded players. When one of them is shorthanded on one part, another supports them from behind..." (Y/n) monotonously said right as her breath was taken away by the incredible spike Iwaizumi performed with Oikawa's serve.

"Oh~! Nice one Iwa-chan? How was my set?"

"It was good." He wiped off his sweat with his shirt.

"Yosh!" Oikawa punched the air with the sense of accomplishment.

"Way to go senpai!"

"He served to him when in a pinch..." (Y/n) commented and slapped her hands over her mouth after a few seconds of silence.

"Hahaha! For you to say sharp words! You have good eyes! Do you know how to play volleyball?" The head coach asked with a raised brow. The coach listened in, quite curious himself.

"I, I do... Though I d-don't play an-anymore!" (Y/n) awkwardly waved her hands in front of her with a very embarrassed laugh.

"Is that so? Still, you're knowledgeable about the game and rules..." The head coach hummed in thought and closed his eyes.

"Head coach. It is about time to end practice." The younger coach informed, getting the approval to announce its end with the gesture of a wave.

"Practice is over! Good work everyone!" The coach announced and rested the clipboard by his side.

"Yes~! Thank you!" The entire team chanted in unison and bowed. Immediately, they began to diligently clean up the gym despite their tired bodies.

"Ah... I suppose I should leave then." (Y/n) thought out loud under her breath and grabbed her bag.

"Ah! I never asked. How rude of me. What is your name? I'm the head coach, Irihata Nobuteru."

"A-ah, uh... (Y/n) (L/n)..." (Y/n) sweat dropped, losing her chance to get away before any further questions about volleyball were asked from her.

"(Y/n) (L/n)... Hm. Have I heard of that name somewhere?" The head coach thought out loud and let out a sigh.

"N-no! I don't recall ever meeting you! Plus I moved into this city not too long ago!" (Y/n) sweat nervously and let out a high pitched laugh.

"Cutie-chan~!" Oikawa waved his hand and walked over.

"Eh?!" (Y/n) paled and her jaw dropped. Her toes cringed and her expression soured.

"What's with that reaction? That hurts my feelings!" Oikawa cried crocodile tears and turned to hug Iwaizumi.

"You reek of sweat." Iwaizumi pushed Oikawa away from him.

"How mean..." Oikawa cried out towards his kouhai's who urged him to stay away.

"Don't mind him. *Sighs* He acts like that on a daily basis, but he isn't a bad person." Iwaizumi cleared up to try lightening her tense face.

"Ah, o-okay..." (Y/n) sheepishly nodded her head.

"(L/n)-san, what do you think about becoming the manager of this team?" The head coach grabbed her attention and asked with a confident smile.

"Oh... OH?!" (Y/n) coughed back on her exclamation.

"...!" The team's eyes popped out of their sockets at the suddenly announced question which sounded more like a request.

5/5/2020