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"Ah, I feel like I'm dying." You murmured, typing your hair up with a pink scrunchie. "I woke up so late today, I forgot to eat."

"What?! Y/N-sama, take a muesli bar! I have one every day but I never eat them!" F/N dug through her bag frantically. She pulled out a fruit bar, shoving it in your hands. "You don't have any allergies, right Y/N-sama?"

"Yes, but-"

"Eat! You need all the energy you can get!" She said frantically, waving her hands around. You sweat-dropped, eyes meeting Kiyoko's desperately. You silently begged for help, her only giving you a small smile and giggle in response.

"If you insist, F/N." You mumbled, crinkling it open and taking a bite of the bar.

"Good! If you need any more food, I have some money, okay?! Just ask if you need anything!" F/N jumped up and then looked over to Kiyoko. "You too, Shimizu-chan! If you both need anything just ask!"

"Uh- okay then... thanks F/N." You chuckled soundlessly, taking another bite of the bar, and chewing slowly.

"Thank you, F/N. I will." Kiyoko said quietly, glancing at F/N for a second before looking back to their practice.

Suddenly, the gym doors flung open, Takeda yelling loudly before falling flat on his face. He sprung up as everyone started to crowd him, smiling. "Going!-"

"Where?"

"Uh- you got a nosebleed..."

"Tokyo!"

The boys gasped.

"Tokyo-tokyo?!"

Takeda nodded.

"So that means we... We get to...!" Hinata said, a large smile slowly crawling onto his face. "Play Nekoma?!"

"So we've got a practice match?!" Kageyama asked, leaning closer.

"Mhm! But not just against Nekoma. Nekoma is a part of the Fukurodani Academy group, they're an association of schools from across the region who hold practice games with each other all the time. So get this, thanks to Coach Nekomata, we get to participate too! Now we've got some other people to practice with!"

"Most of the time, groups like that are built on long-standing relationships that take years to establish. So it's hard to get in without any kind of special connection. So we should thank Coach Nekomata. You boys should also thank Takeda too, I'm sure he asked him a million times." Ukai said with a small smile.

"A-Ah? It was nothing...It helped to mention the old Coach Ukai." His cheeks flushed pink.

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"An away game, huh? It's your first one, isn't it?" Sugawara looked over at Kiyoko. She smiled lightly.

"Mhm... So I'll do my best too."

She said, leaving the third-year boys confused.

"So we're going to... to... to Tokyo!" F/N had said, excitement radiating off of her. "I've never been anywhere other than here! I'm so excited! We can go to the city!"

"You know it's only so we write some more newspapers right?" You raised an eyebrow, her figure now deflating slightly.

"Yeah... but-"

"Oh, and I hope you don't plan on having too much fun. Now that we have this chance, we can talk to more schools than ever. You'll be working your ass off." You gave her a fake smile, placing a hand on your hip.

She sniffled, looking down, spirits now crushed. "You're really acting like Kuroo-chan now..."

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[... SOMEWHERE, IN NEKOMA...]

"Achoo!" Kuroo sneezed, grabbing a tissue and blowing his nose. "I think we picked up a cold from Kenma or something."

"Why me..."

"Because you sneezed first, duh."

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"So that's the... plan?" You asked, shuffling a few papers in your hands, looking up to meet Kiyoko's eyes.

"Mhm. It'll be quicker if we both ask." Kiyoko nodded, now walking away. "You can check the uhm... less smart classes first. Ask all of them who haven't joined a club."

"Okay... bye, Kiyoko." You smiled and walked off.

Walking down the halls, you looked around, ignoring any whispers you heard with an irritated look. Suddenly, you saw somebody familiar.

"Oh, Kageyama." You walked up to him, his face going red. "Do you know any first years that haven't joined a club yet?"

"N-No! I don't!" He said unnecessarily loud. You sweat-dropped, as he started to power-walk away, you now gripping the papers tighter.

Maybe Kageyama wasn't the right person to ask about this.

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"No luck... I asked around but they weren't interested." You said to Kiyoko. "I would ask F/N, but she said she wants to take over the journalist club when I'm gone."

"Me too. But I'm sure we'll find someone soon. There's still a few classes left, and someone's bound to be interested."

"Yes, of-" Your phone suddenly went off, alarming you. "Oh, I have to go."

"Meetings?"

"Meetings." You let out a dreary sigh. Kiyoko smiled at you, her ears unknowingly growing warm.

"I'll see you tomorrow..."

"Yeah, see you." You walked out, carrying your journal against your chest. You quickly run up to the office, letting the principal know about your absence. Grabbing your bag and coat, you ran out of school (but not before buying a juice box, as F/N insisted you should) and waited for a bus.

Once it came, you got on, ignoring any stares and waited for your stop patiently. It wasn't too long until your stop had come, you thanked the driver and got off, walking into the largest school you've possibly ever seen.

Shiratorizawa academy.

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Even if you've seen it a hundred times, it was still shocking how massive it was. Your meeting would start in another five minutes, so you walked past any students and went to a closed room, waiting patiently while texting on your phone.

You would meet up with the other presidents of the 'newspaper' club every month at least once, sharing thoughts and ideas, students' points of view, and other things. It was held at Shiratorizawa this month, so from every school in the Miyagi region, at least one member was attending.

These talks wouldn't last too long, only about 30 minutes until it ended. It ended fairly quickly in your opinion, not having much to report and only having to be caught up with each other.

You waved goodbye to the rest of the presidents, chewing on another muesli bar F/N persistently said for you to eat. You started to text one of the girls on your phone, having your jacket wrapped around your waist and your bag around your shoulder.

You walked outside, into the open, fresh air, and with a soft gaze, you took in all the scenery. Then, just as you were about to leave, you saw it.

Those two bumbling idiots.

With Ushijima.

In front of the gym.

On school grounds.

"Are you joking? What the hell are they doing?"

You mumbled and swallowed your food, crushed up the wrapper and stuck it in your pocket. They haven't noticed you yet and doubted they would until you said something.

"Shoyo, Kageyama, good afternoon." You said, voice clearly strained. They turned to you, face so terrified you could mistake them for characters in a horror movie.

"Y-Y/N! Good afternoon..."

"L/N-san, hi.."

"Hello, L/N," Ushijima said with a completely blank face. Your eyes twitched slightly at the way he just did not care or even react. What the hell was he even doing?

"Hello to you too, Wakatoshi. May I ask why you let two first years onto school premises? Ones that do not go to this school?" You spoke as nicely as you possibly could (which, to be fair, wasn't very nice at all).

He didn't answer.

"Aha, okay. Well, it was nice to see you again, Wakatoshi-kun, but I and my... friends here must be going."

You grabbed both of their ears with your hands, dragging them away with their loud protests. "You two are children. Absolute children."

"Wha- Y/N! That's-"

"Yeah, you are a child, Hinata-dumbass!"

"She also called you a child, Dumbyama!"

"Shut up idiot!"

"Bleh!"

Your grip tightened on their ears, causing them both to let out loud groans of pain and protest. To anybody passing by, you really did look like an elder sister.

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[... BACK AT KARASUNO...]

You sluggishly stumbled into the gym, the sky beginning to fade into an orange hue. Most students have left already, but you knew that these volleyball nerds, in particular, would 100% be practising still, even when it's night.

"Hey, did you know..." You yawned, catching everyone's attention. They turned to you in shock, because, you presumed, they had thought you had gone home already. "That these two were in Shiratorizawa."

"WHAT?!" Daichi yelled, and it almost made you smile.

"I'm going home," you rolled your eyes, slipping off your fur coat and walking away, yawning to yourself as you did so.

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soz guys it so short but the first ep is so boring. ugh. ugh. it sos boring.