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Two: Never happening.

Your POV

"Y/n, hey baby!" Asami runs over to us, her own number held tightly into her hand as she quickly slows down and her mood changes once she sees the boys' facial expressions. "What the hell happened to you two?" She says, sitting herself in between Keijis legs on his hood, confused at their gloomy auras. "Y/n basically sold her soul to Lucifero." Keiji says, his head resting on her shoulder as she looks up at me with widened eyes, obviously shocked at what just came out of his mouth.

"Well don't get your hopes up now, what if she wins? I think you can do it, y/n!" She says trying to cheer them up as I murder the insides of my cheeks with my teeth, anxious for my number to be called up to race him. I just thought he was flirting, like all car guys did when they found a girl at the meet with her own car. Just by looking at him I knew he didn't look like a good person, but dangerous? All of a sudden an all white Dodge Viper ACR with red and black racing stripes pulls in, a yellow Dodge Challenger following closely behind, parking near some black cars.

"That's a pretty Viper." I say as my eyes trail around the car, Asami looking over to it too. "That's Kings car, he's one of the top 7 best racers here." She explains as I watch who steps out of the car. He turns around and I automatically remember his face. "Tooru Oikawa..." i trail off, my eyes trailing down his neck decorated in tattoos as he pushes his black tinted ray bands up on top of his head and shuts the car door behind him. "You know him?" Asami asks as I nod, still watching him.

"Yea I actually met him at the apartment complex, he helped me take my moving boxes up to the room." I say as Bo's head pops up from his arms, giving me a confused look. "Thee King, helped you with boxes?" He asks as I nod, Keiji butting in again. "Don't go near him either, he's dangerous too." He says, Bokuto waving him off again as he goes back to me.

"He helped you with boxes?!" He asks and I yell a yes, confusion written all over my face. "He's a fucking prick to everyone, why are the assholes so nice to you!" He exclaims, his face scrunching up. I shrug, watching as he spots me and winks, turning back around to his car. "And he fucking winks at you?!" Bo growls when he sees Oikawa. I chuckle, hitting his shoulder, teasing him. "Ya know you can wink at me too." I say as his face gets red all the way to the tips of his ears.

"Alright folks, racer numbers 45, 74, 39, 10, and 2 line up!" The announcer yells through his microphone, hooked up to one of the cars speakers. I hear all the engines start up and rev, different kinds of cars rolling up to the line. "10, that's me!" Asami says excitedly, hoping off of Keiji as she jumps through the window of her Nissan, quickly starting it up and rolling over to the starting line, everyone walks towards the cars as a beautiful, tall, dark skin, blonde with booty shorts and a red bandanna tied as a shirt walks in front of the cars, two flags at her hips.

She smiles at the crowd as they whistle for her, bringing the checkered flags up over her head as she counts down from 5, all of the racers rev their engines, some of them popping and sparks flying out. Bo points out all of the racers in the lineup for me. "The red Subaru WRX belongs to Venus, Tendou Satori he's reping number 45 tonight." He points, the red cars windows completely down with the red headed boys arm sticking out with a cigarette tucked between his pointer and middle finger, flicking ashes off.

"Now number 74 in the black Audi R8 is Draco, Miya Atsumu. His twin brother is Osamu, they never let them race together because Tendou swears up and down that they cheat." He explains as I see the blonde in the blacked out Audi, one of the twins from earlier. "39 is Phantom, Yuji Terushima in the grey Toyota Supra. They call him Phantom because he's so fast you don't even see him come up on you in the rear view." He explains again as I nod, mentally taking notes of the racers if I ever race them.