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"Ah! L/N-san!"

A sort of high-pitched voice called out to you. You turned your head, only now seeing a ginger running up to you. You try to remember his name, and you believe it is Hinata Shoyo. "Hello, Hinata. What would you like?"

The boy's cheeks heated up and he averted eye contact. "Well... uh... C...could you take some pictures of me jumping?" He plays with his fingers, seemingly embarrassed.

"Sure," you nodded, lifting your camera. The boy grinned, running to the court and Kageyama setting up the ball for him. Hinata jumped up, and when he was at his highest, you snapped a picture.

Thankfully, it wasn't blurry and looked incredible. You were sure you would use this one. When the boy jumped down, he ran up to you and looked at the camera, seeing himself. "Wow! Kageyama look! I look so cool! It was like, whoosh- and bam!"

"What kind of language are you speaking?!" The boy yelled out to the ginger, annoyed.

However, you started to awkwardly half-smile slightly at his cute expressions, making him turn to you, his eyes sparkling. 'What a funny-looking smile!'

"Hmm?" You bent down and ruffled his hair, your lips down-turning to a neutral expression. "You're funny, Hinata."

Head spinning, he smiled widely and without much thought, spoke. Sparkles flew around him. "T-thanks!" Giggling, he stumbled away and held his cheeks. Kageyama rolled his eyes and ran to his friend.

"HINATA, YOU DUMBASS, GET BACK HERE!"

You stared at the two bickering for a bit, until you got bored and felt tired so you sat down on the benches behind you. Looking next to you, you saw a girl.

"Good morning," You greeted, her now looking at you. She looked shocked to see you, eyebrows raised and lips parted. "My name's L/N Y/N. What's yours?"

She looked down for a second, clutching the book she held in her arm tighter. "Shimizu Kiyoko. I've heard of you, L/N." Her voice was soft and quiet—exactly what you expected from looking at her.

"That's funny. Me too." You stared dead at her, which made her swallow nervously. "... You're very pretty. I like your hair," you spoke honestly. You liked her hair. It was shiny.

Her cheeks grew pink, and she looked down to the ground, tucking a loose piece of hair behind her ear. "...thank you, I.. um... like your hair too." 

You could barely hear her over the sounds of volleyballs, because her voice was so meek.

"Y/N-SAMA I GOT THE PICTURES!" F/N nearly tackled you, and probably would've if you didn't grab her arms, and set her down next to you. She was confused, but then noticed Kiyoko next to you and nearly died on the spot.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry Shimizu-san! I-I didn't mean to-"

"It's okay." She said calmly, turning away from you two and looking at her book. F/N smiled awkwardly, now linking her arms with yours and leaning her head on your shoulder.

"Hey, hey, look at the pictures! I think they're pretty good! Right, Y/N-sama?" She was desperately looking for your praise. 

And funnily enough, they were. They were much better quality than the ones she usually got. "Thank you, F/N. I appreciate these. I knew I could count on you."

Her face turned a dark red, her smile growing wider. She smiled, rubbing the back of her neck. "Ehehe... It was nothing..!"

Suddenly, the door leading to the outside flew open, and a teacher rushed in, holding a piece of paper. He hadn't noticed you yet.

"I-I got it! A practice match!" He pushed his glasses up. "At Aoba Johsai High School!"

Your eyes widened, and the boys started to celebrate. You looked over to F/N who also had wide eyes. The teacher had finally noticed you. "Huh? Who are you guys?"

You smiled at him and explained. "I and F/N are here to take pictures of your team. We are both in the journaling club. We were hoping to interview your team."

He smiled widely at you and F/N. "Well, how about you come with us? You can write things down! It's all on me, okay?"

"Really?!" Your eyes widened even more. You bowed at him, hiding your still face. "Th-thank you!"

"It's okay!" He laughed as you walked back to your seat, eyes sparkling as much as they possibly could.

"Y/N-sama! This is cool, cool, cool! We haven't gone to Aoba Johsai alone together before! We can get so much information, and because you're so pretty, the boys will listen to you!"

"F/N, I don't think it's that easy."

"Sure it is! You talk to them and seduce them with your pretty face! Then, you squeeze the information out of them like lemons!" She grinned, making squeezing motions and noises with her hands and mouth.

"Like... lemons?" You imagined making lemon juice and then spraying it in somebody's eye to get them to tell you information in an interrogation-esque style.

Then, a realization dawned over her. Horror filled her face as she turned to you with teary eyes. "Wait... Y/N-sama... OIKAWA GOES TO AOBA JOHSAI DOESN'T HE?!"

You thought for a moment. "... I think so. But I'm not interested in sports so I can't be sure."

F/N then felt her world crumbling around her, and she fell to her knees dramatically. "He does... doesn't he...?!" She wasn't excited to see him, not one bit. She was worried. What if he tried to seduce you?! What if he tried to steal you away?!

Even though she knew that would probably never happen, she was still freaking out. What if it works, and you leave the school to be a super cringy sappy couple with him?! She can see it in her head now! 

The pet-names... the public displays of affection... 

"W...WAAAAH! P-PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME TO BE WITH OIKAWA!" She grabbed onto your ankle, tears brimming her eyes.

"Huh? F/N, I won't leave to be with Oikawa, no matter how attractive he is, I promise." You pat her shoulder. She let out a sigh of relief, then stayed quiet for a few seconds.

"Wait... AAAAH! THAT ONE CONVENTIONALLY ATTRACTIVE BASKETBALL PLAYER, GAKU GOES THERE TOO, DOESN'T HE?! HE'S GOING TO STEAL YOU AWAY TOO, WAHHH! WHY DOES THAT SCHOOL HAVE SO MANY HOT GUYS?!"

You had a strange feeling this would go on for a while.

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"Alright, is everyone here?" Takeda called out. He looked over all the heads, making sure everyone was there. "Okay, let's go!"

There were three stages of knowledge. In the first stage, the person who aced every subject was incredulously smart. Someone who would willingly study in their free time. In the second stage, the average person who maybe was talented at one or two subjects got average grades and was a regular person.

The third stage was this team.

"I call sitting next to L/N-san!" Hinata yelled out in a sing-song voice.

"What- no, I do!" Tanaka cut through his voice, glaring with a deathly expression on his face.

"Hey that's not fair, you didn't even give me a warning!" Kageyama groaned.

"Idiots." Tsukishima rolled his eyes, moving his glasses up and pushing past the trio.

You let out a heavy sigh, walking onto the bus. You looked over to Sugawara. "May I sit next to you? I promise I won't make too much noise."

Sure, you may have only sat with him because you felt bad he'd be benched the entire round, but he didn't need to know that.

"Huh? Oh, of course, L/N." He smiled at you, ruffling his hair so you couldn't see the tips of his ears going pink.

"SUGA WHAT THE HELL?!"

You dug through your pocket, only to find it empty. You guess you left your earphones in your class. Now you couldn't listen to music either. You had to put up with the ridiculous amount of noise these men could make, instead of listening to your favourite song.

F/N ended up sitting with Hinata. They were getting along—their personalities matched up pretty well. And with their combined strength, they overthrew the tyrant that was Kageyama.

"Take that Crappyama!" Hinata stuck his tongue out. F/N laughed mercilessly, pulling up weird hand (gang) signs to look cool.

"I win!!" She laughed evilly, poking his forehead with her pointer finger. "Suck it!"

"Shut. UP!" He tackled both of them down at once—F/N's screams echoing throughout the bus.

You looked away from, the scene, pushing your hair out of your face and sighing to yourself. "They're absolute children."

"Hey, get having to overlook all of them." Sugawara nudged you playfully. You looked over at him, amused. You raised your brows and turned your head away.

"Hm.." You sighed, resting your face on your hand. "But, you should see F/N when she freaks out. I think she vomits at least 3 times. It took a while and many time-outs for her to learn to not throw up on me."

"That's Hinata! Just throw a sort of condescending jerk in there, and you've got Kageyama too! Not to mention Tanaka!" Suga threw his hands up in the air, rolling his eyes playfully.

"But you at least have some people to help you deal with them. Daichi, and... Asahi... ...where is Asahi? He's at school, I see him in my classes."

Sugawara then went silent.  Realising that you may have touched a nerve, you pressed your lips firmly together before you quickly apologised, "I'm sorry. I just thought-"

"No, it's okay. Just uh- we had a fight. And he hasn't been showing up."

"Oh..." You thought for a second, then looked back up at him. "Well, I'm sure he'll come back soon." You placed a hand on his shoulder, patting it awkwardly. "If it helps... he talks about you very fondly."

He smiled at you. "Thanks, L/N."

You acknowledged his thanks by nodding. "Call me Y/N. No need for formalities. It is our final year, after all."

"Oh... well, Then, you can call me Koshi, Y... Y/N." He tried out the name. It felt nice to say.

"Hm, okay then," You said. A twinge of disappointment rushed through him when you stayed quiet after that. "Koshi."

He felt his face heat up. He laughed nervously, then looked away to hide it. Your usually blank slate of a voice sounded almost as if... you were teasing him?

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You and F/N were now walking alongside the team. Hinata started to feel sick and almost vomited on F/N. She was clinging to your hand, swinging it as you two walked alongside each other.

"All I know about them now is that they got a super hot babe as a team manager." A voice said, and another voice beside it gasped.

"They have a girl?!" The second voice said, as if girls were a foreign concept.

"Yeah, she has this sexy vibe about her. They also have a guy that looks like a juvenile delinquent. The guy's even got a shaved bald head. And he seems like he's pretty stupid too." The two voices laughed together.

You, Kageyama, F/N, Yamaguchi, Tsukishima, and Tanaka had accidentally walked right into the two boys who were gossiping like preteen girls.

"Uh- hi." One with a creampuff-esque hair said with a blank expression.

"Don't mock my team, bro!" Tanaka's eyes darkened. "We'll have your heads."

The two boys recoiled back in fear at the monkey in front of them.

Tsukishima laughed humourlessly, waving his hand. "C'mon Tanaka, there's no need to talk like that. I mean, look what you've done. The hotshots from Aoba Johsai High School are practically shaking in their shoes." He said, with an eerie smile.

F/N shook, muttering how a pair of devil horns would suit him right about now.

"You idiots think we're afraid of you?!" A guy with weird gelled-up hair yelled, sweat-dropping.

"Are you illiterate? How dare you speak of others in such a way when your grades are at an all-time low, Shigeru Yahaba? Would your widowed mother like to hear you speaking of others in such a way? What about your deceased grandparents that owned the house you live in on the street just down the road from-"

F/N gave you a warning look, tugging on your hand.

"Good thinking. It'll hurt worse if we kick their asses on the court instead." Tanaka glared with a fake grin.

As Daichi ran behind you all, grabbing Tanaka by the head and forcing him to apologise, you and F/N both walked away together.

You had felt her grip on your hand tighter.

"Y/N-sama, you basically just dropped his IP address! We could lose budget from this!" F/N sweat-dropped, still holding your hand.

"I was just guessing. But by the look on his face, I got it spot on." You almost smiled, your lips twitching.

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