𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 // miya osamu

Episode 1

"I've been staring at him from afar,"

Your chin resting on the palm as your support yourself with your elbows as you look at him and think how the heckie did you find yourself liking the Miya Osamu as he quietly chats with his volleyball teammates, Ginjima and Suna. It's not impossible for you to not know those guys since your school's pretty much known as a powerhouse school that's been to nationals many times and you've been classmates with them since your first year in Inarizaki High.

You have numerous reasons as to why your liking towards the younger twin became more the friends.

He's good-looking (which is a bonus), a good cook, smart, responsible, he even has clear and rational thinking which is a definitely turn-on for you. So far, that's all you can list.

Meeting the gray-haired volleyball player was funny and spontaneous for you,

     It is the first day of school. You're pretty prepared for it with all the neatly flat-ironed uniform and new stationaries which you took time in choosing what you preferred.

"I'm going to school," You announce to your grandma, who's currently in the kitchen and your only companion at home since your parents are pretty busy with their bakery in Miyagi Prefecture and as far as you know, there will be a new branch in Hyogo Prefecture which made the bakery busier.

"Have fun," Your grandma replied with a hint of joy as she looks at your figure, closing the front door behind you.

Your walk to school was peaceful until you reached the bus stop and immediately greeted by quarrels. 

"Shut up, you shitty pig. Just, please," The gray-haired guy complains as his eyebrows furrowed.

Too early for those words. 

You thought, taking a breath as you stand 6 inches away beside the pissed-hair guy. 

You fiddled with your fingers, clueless why you suddenly felt awkward with the guys. I mean, not because they wear a uniform that is obviously from Inarizaki High but they're pretty good-looking and you might thank the Gods already with the early blessings.

In a moment, a surprised gasp from the pissed-haired guy made you jump from your place and eventually got your attention. 

"Oh, what year are ya?" The pissed-haired guy says, skipping the question that I also go to the same school.

"First year. You, guys?" You ask both of them. Well, it would be rude if the gray-haired guy's excluded in your conversation.

"Same!" The pissed-haired guy exclaim, replying with a shy smile as I suck at conversations. "I'm Miya Atsumu, ya can just call me Atsumu or Tsumu. There's no in-between just depend on yer mood on what to call me," Atsumu introduced himself with a wide grin. 

You let out a soft chuckle on his introduction before introducing, "(L/N) (Y/N), you can just call me (Y/N) or (N/N). There's no in-between as well, just depend on your mood what to call me," You introduced yourself, imitating Atsumu.

"Depends on my mood? So, I can call ya babe or sweetheart?" Atsumu teases with a smirk.

You let out a sarcastic laugh, patting his shoulder comfortably like you've known each other for a while, "nice, try buddy. But, no thank you," You say with a sweet smile, your eyes crinkling. 

"Lame," Osamu interrupts with a teasing smirk towards Atsumu as the pissed-haired guy just clicked his tongue towards him.

"Miya Osamu, you can just me Samu," The gray-haired guy reply with a small wave which you find cute, his smirk still on his lips.

"Are you guys, twins or something?" You ask as you look at the strong resemblance of the two.

"We are. I'm the older twin which means the cooler twin,"  Atsumu says with a proud grin on his face.

"Oh, thought you're the younger one since Samu seems more mature than you," You reply with a teasing grin which Osamu suddenly let out a chuckle.

"Lame! yer both a bully. Ya know what? Let us end this friendship, once and for all!" Atsumu whines with a pout and coincidentally the bus arrived which Atsumu walks, scratch that, stomps his way inside the bus with a pout, and sits on the farthest seat as Osamu and I seat on the nearest seat.

"Is he gonna be okay?" You mumble, a hint of worry to the pissed-haired guy. 

"Yeah, he will, don't worry," Osamu says nonchalantly, obviously used to the petty side of his twin.

Since then, you became close with the twins and slowly meeting the guys on the volleyball team. It was Aran whom you first met as he went to the same junior high with the twins. And boy, he definitely witnessed a lot of quarrels and pettiness of the twins.

    "Are you not gonna stop them?" You mumble to Aran standing beside you as you both watch, feeling tired of the twins as they continuously wrestle each other.

"They don't hold back, (N/N)," Aran sighs as he pulls you with him out of the gym like a dad who wanted to get his daughter away from a scandalous drama.

"(N/N)-CHAN!!!!!" A loud voice called you from the door as it was opened aggressively, making a few of your classmates turn their attention to the pissed-haired guy.

You watch your friend who strides his way to your table with pursed lips. Before he can even reach your place, Osamu decided to pull a little prank and sprawl his leg out making the poor setter stumble, but still managed to stop himself from kissing the floor.

"Get lost, shitty pig," Atsumu exclaims before making a run towards my table, using me as a shield from Osamu. "Yeah right, bitch! Don't even try!" Atsumu added, taking a hold of my shoulders tightly.

"Take a look at (N/N)-chan's face! She's tired from yer childish antics!" Osamu replies nonchalantly which immediately made the setter tilt his head to look at my face.

"She looked like that because you're in front of her face. I mean, I'd even look tired just by looking at yer face," Atsumu remarks which an irk appeared on the side of Osamu's head. 

Osamu suddenly lets out a cocky chuckle and smirk at his twin, "I'm probably her favorite since I always cook onigiri for her," Osamu retorts proudly with a smirk.

Now, now, that is true. You thought, subconsciously shrugging.

"Ya see?" Osamu says as he obviously noticed my shrug.

The twins continue bickering as if you became invisible instantly. For a while, you grab the chance to slip out in between them and walk out of the classroom as fast as you can.

You let out a sigh of relief as soon as you slipped out of the chaotic twins walking peacefully to the vending machine. Of course, that silence immediately got cut off by an Atsumu calling out your name like a lost whiny kid in the mall looking for his momma which made you fasten your walk and find yourself hiding in the nearest corner.

"(N/N)-chan! Doko? eh, doko?!"