*Ding~

Bzzt. Bzzt.

Reminder, mission 5:

《Dye Kageyama Tobio's hair hot pink》

Reward: 95 points
Failure results in penalty spin
Time left: 22 hours and 29 minutes

Good Luck!
≥3≤

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'Which one should I pick?' M/N thought to himself as he stood in the supermarket looking at the various brands of hair dye.

Just pick one M/N they're all the same. Stop fussing about such a small matter.

It's not a small matter X! I need to make sure to get the best one with just the right shade.

Seriously? You don't even know or recognize any of the hair dye brands! You haven't had the foggiest idea about hair dyes. How can you even tell which one is better?

M/N sighed.

'That's true... Guess I'll just get the cheapest one on the shelf.' M/N nodded to himself as he grabbed the cheapest pink hair dye he could find.

Wait a minute X, since Kageyama's natural hair colour is dark, wouldn't he need to bleach his hair first before dyeing it?

It's an anime universe M/N. Everything will work out. Trust me.

Okay then... I'm choosing to trust you this time X. Don't break my trust ಠ ೧ ಠ.

Eh? Isn't that Ushijima Wakatoshi?
M/N questioned internally as he spotted the future Shiratorizawa High ace.

Huh? Oh, him.
The Ushiwaka guy that Oikawa calls him?

Yeah... I'm so going to purposefully bump into him.
M/N nodded to himself, determined.

Are you sure? He looks rather sturdy, what if you fall over and break your bones?

Don't be dramatic X, I'll be fine. Anime things✨ remember?
M/N rolled his eyes, ignoring X.

It's precisely because of anime logic that you'll get injured -_-.

Whatever.... I can't hear you~

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"Ah, I'm so sorry" I apologized, bowing politely at Ushijima.

"It's fine," Ushijima spoke before returning to the cabbages that lay in front of him.

Seeing him looking so intensely at the cabbages, I uncontrollably let out a small giggle in amusement.

"Is there something funny?" Ushijima questions as he brought his attention away from the vegetables.

In an instant, I swallowed down my embarrassment feigning a look of indifference "No, not at all. Would you like me to help you pick a cabbage?"

"That actually would be a great help to me."

Ah, this guy is serious?

Internally sighing, I glanced at the cabbages hoping to be able to pick one for Ushijima...and they all look the same 💀. Not completely the same but rather similar.

"This one," I spoke as I randomly picked one that I thought looked of the best quality.

"Thank you-....what's your name?" Ushijima's brows furrowed in confusion for a moment.

"Akiri M/N. You?"

"Ushijima Wakatoshi."

"Ah, nice to meet you Ushijima-san" I bowed politely at him, hoping to make a good first impression.

"Akiri M/N? Your name sounds familiar..." Ushijima stared blatantly at me sounding more like he was talking to himself than to me.

"Have we met before or something?" Ushijima questioned as he furrowed his brows trying to recall.

"I don't think so?" I answered.

There's no way I'd ever forget meeting Ushijima so no. Right? I didn't secretly get drunk underage and forgot, right?
Now I'm second-guessing myself, gosh. ಥ_ಥ

"Oh, I remember now. You're 'that brat', no wonder your name sounded familiar..." Ushijima spoke bluntly.

Wait what?!
And did he just seriously call me 'that brat' with a straight face?!

"Excuse me what? ʘ‿ʘ"

"Coach always complains about you Akiri-san. Calling you 'that brat' all the time." Ushijima answered.

Wait a damn minute...
Washijo already accepted Ushijima as his student?! Before high school?
What about my approval huh??? As his current student, I should have the privilege to know!

"Coach? As in old man?!" I exclaimed in slight shock.

"I'm unsure of this old man you speak of but coach is referring to Coach Washijo" Ushijima replied, monotonously.

"Ah yes, that's him. He's been talking about me? All good things I hope."

"If you count the fact that he complains a lot about you breaking into his house and how you always love to create trouble for him as good things, then I suppose."

Damn that old man! Now I don't have a good image in Ushijima's mind.

"Heheh..." I laughed awkwardly. 

"Though he does have high praises for your physical physique. Despite me not really seeing it. You don't look very impressive to me, your arms too looks like it will snap off by the ball especially if you are a middle blocker." Ushijima did an obvious screen of my body without even trying to hide it.

I smiled forcefully at Ushijima.
Okay, I can see why Oikawa dislikes this guy. I know that he means no harm from his statement and is just pointing out the obvious from what he can actually see. But how dare he insult my twig-like arms!

Only I can insult myself!
Who gave him the privilege?!💢

"Why do you look angry? Did I say something wrong?" Ushijima looked truthfully perplexed at the probably disdainful look on my face.

"N-no it's fine" I compelled myself to say.

"If you say so then Akiri-san."

However before I could say anything else, a sharp screech of protest successfully caught both mine and Ushijima's attention.

"M/N-chan! Why are you with Ushiwaka?!" Oikawa screamed as he slid himself in between me and Ushijima.

"Oikawa-san."

"Oikawa senpai."

"Oh, you're from Kitagawa Daiichi too, Akiri-san? Interesting..." Ushijima blinked looking at me.

"Halt. You stay away from M/N-chan" Oikawa butts in holding his hand up in a stop motion.

Distracting Ushijima, Ushijima turned his attention away from me and towards Oikawa, "you should've gone to Shira-"

"Oh shush!" Oikawa interrupted, looking annoyed.

After that, Oikawa pulled a very fake smile at Ushijima, "M/N-chan and I still have things to do, so we'll be leaving."

Oikawa's words left Ushijima no way to refute as Oikawa firmly grasped my wrist, pulling me away from Ushijima.

"Hope to see you soon Akiri-san. I'd like to see your skills in volleyball." Ushijima waved, looking as if Oikawa hadn't very rudely and disruptively barged into the conversation and dragged me away.

Reaching a faraway corner of the supermarket, Oikawa then stopped.
Turning around to face me, his eyes narrowed, face filled with grievance as he spoke in a childish tone that didn't match his story-filled look, "Stay away from Ushiwaka, hmpf!"

I just nodded without thinking.
(Sorry Oikawa, I want to meet my favorite baby Tendou so... I lied.)

-

Volleyball practice had just ended for the day and everyone was either just gulping down tons of water or packing up their stuff getting ready to leave.

"Kageyama, do you want to come over to my house?" I asked out loud without even bothering to look at the boy in question as I was still busy trying to squeeze all my items into my small bag.

"HAH?"

"What in the name of salted caramel?"

"WHAT?! M/N-chan!!!" ❗❗

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Author's note:
And today we welcome a new addition to the pool of people that M/N has met. Yay!

I seriously hope Ushijima isn't too OOC, cause I seriously feel like I can't grasp his personality urgh ;-;.

Anyways, as usual, please don't mind any errors, feel free to vote, stay safe and

Stay happy readers! 乁[ ◕ ᴥ ◕ ]ㄏ