𝐆𝐥𝐨 𝐔𝐩. // S. Hinata

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓.

𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 (𝐏𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞)

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『𝑻𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒌𝒊'𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽』

Tch. Math class. 

I don't enjoy it, but yet, I'm not bad at it. 

It was just a class. No big deal. 

I walked in, looking around for a seat. 

As I scanned the room, I sighed. The only desk left was the one next to that orange-haired loverboy. I think his name is Hinata Shoyo. 

He looked, well, hot. 

He wasn't really my type, I'm more into personality, but I still don't think that he's a bad guy appearance-wise. 

I walked over and plopped in the seat, setting my bag down next to me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Hinata look over at me, continuing to check me out for a couple of minutes as I set my notebook and pencil down. 

"Would you mind not eye-fucking me?" 

He looked at me, eyes wide, and nodded his face turning a rosy hue. 

"S-sorry." 

"Hinata boke!" A raven-haired male behind him slapped him on the back of the head, and I rolled my eyes. 

"Are you his little brother?" I looked behind me at the shorter male, who shook his head. 

"No, does it look like I am, nerd?" The male sat up in his seat, trying to make himself taller. 

"You're just acting like it, that's all." 

"And what do you mean by that?!" 

I frowned. "You..are really..really stupid." 

Hinata giggled in his seat, looking down at us. 

"Bakageyama, he means your acting like a little kid." The tangerine snorted, earning himself another smack to the head. 

"Boke, Hinata boke!" 

I crossed my legs, turning back to face the board and tapping my pencil on my desk. 

"The tangerine is right though. You are acting like a child." 

I looked back at Hinata, who nodded at me with a beautiful smile. 

If I was a genuine simp, I would've died just by looking at him. 

But I'm not. I'm just me. 

So, I kept my composure. 

"You guys should be quiet," I muttered, watching as the teacher walked in. 

"Or what-" Kageyama started, but he was interrupted when the woman at the front of the class tapped her pointer on her desk. 

"Alright everyone, can I have your attention please." 

I just smirked, watching as Kageayama's face became red with embarrassment. 

"Should've paid attention," I leaned back in my chair, crossing my arms.

Hinata laughed again, but quieter now, and I could've sworn that it was an angel's voice. Still, I kept my composure. 

♢

After class, I began walking out of the room so that I would be able to make it to my last class of the day, which was all the way down the hall. I also had to pick up some stuff from my locker, so I had to hurry.