"Hey! Hanamaki-san's sister, right?"
A high-pitched voice calls to me, and I look up from my notes.
"Yeah, but you can just call me Y/N. Who are you?"
I ask the girl, who smiles and takes a seat next to me.
"I'm Teruhashi, but call me Teru. It's my YouTube handle."
She casually tells me, then points to my hair.
"I love your hair, by the way! I'm sorry that the idiots here don't understand fashion."
Her words make me smile, and I thank her, admiring her own fashion taste. Somehow, this girl has managed to make the fugly uniform semi-adorable.
"Anyways, you seem interesting, so wanna be friends? I'd love to show you all the ups and downs of the school, along with spill all the tea!"
She offers, and I nod in agreement, instantly getting her snap.
"Okay! See ya later, Teru!"
I call, a small smile on my face as the pretty girl walks away.
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Before I know it, the day has ended, and I find myself walking towards the gym. The sound of boys screaming naturally draws me to the door, and I open it to see an object flying towards me. Before I can react, I find myself pinned to a wall, the number 16 the only thing I can see. Blushing, I look up, making eye contact with the intimidating player my brother calls Mad-Dog.
"Watch where you serve next time, captain."
The blonde male barks, not stepping back from me until I let out a small cough. He eyes me up and down as he backs up, giving me a little bit of breathing room.
"Also, who are you?"
He curiously asks me, refusing to tear his scrutinizing gaze away from my two giant e/c eyes.
"Makki's sister, Y/N. What's it to you?"
My words cause the gym to go silent, the volleyball team all eagerly waiting to see what will happen next. Not a single sound is heard until the boy speaks again, everyone eagerly awaiting his response.
"Just wondering whose life I just saved."
He responds, walking away from me before I can come up with a comeback.
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"Well, that was tense."
A voice says and I nearly murder Makki, glaring at him as he approaches me.
"It's the sexual tension for me."
Mattsun continues, and I give the annoying duo the finger.
"Don't the two of you have practice to get to? Where's your precious captain?"
I ask them, only to be forced into a hug by Oikawa.
"I'm so sorry, Y/N-chan! I didn't mean to aim at you, please forgive me!"
The boy screams, earning him a slap on the head from Iwaizumi.
"Back to practice, Shittykawa. Sorry about that, Y/N, he's a little crazy."
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The Transfer Student (Aoba Johsai x Reader)
FanfictionWhat happens when Takahiro Hanamaki's stepsister from the United States, Y/N L/N, transfers to Aoba Johsai? Complete chaos. A Black/Mixed Y/N x Aoba Johsai fanfic!