the day the first years arrived was somewhat annoying to koshi. not that he wasn't excited for new volleyball members, but he found a certain blond... irksome, to put it lightly. the blond had caught your interest when he spoke, a playful smirk making way.
he pushed his glasses up his nose, looking down at you with an uninterested look on his face, ❝aren't you supposed to be in middle school with how short you are?❞
and without a second look, you responded, continuing to doodle on your clipboard, ❝how original, coming from someone who has a fake god complex.❞ your eyes drifted to meet his, an eyebrow raised in sarcastic amusement, his smirk mirroring yours.
❝tsukishima kei,❞ he introduced himself, the light glinting off his black-framed glasses as he nodded at you.
❝l/n y/n,❞ you copied his gesture of nodding, ❝a pleasure.❞
the grey-haired third year watched from afar, furrowing his eyebrows, a slight pout present on his lips. he knew he was jealous and would admit so if he wasn't trying to make a good impression on the kids that were supposed to look up to him.
he didn't like how the tall first year gazed at you, the same infatuation-blown gaze he sported found in the other male's eyes. no, he knew that look all too well, and he hated it.
deep down though, koshi knew tsukishima didn't stand a chance. not with how vulnerable he's seen you - you wouldn't let the underclassman in - would you?
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