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- C8NTRVST | DISCONTINUED (SORRY just imagine they have a happy ending)
"𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵."
who knew the two people who swore they hate each oth...
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CHAPTER FIFTEEN ❝the trio's antics❞
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YOU WISH YOU COULD go straight home right now, you felt mentally drained after the mini tests happened throughout the day.
But you can't. You signed up to be the volleyball team's manager, you couldn't refuse to say no at all because you weren't happy how Suna was poking fun at you. But on the bright side, it has some benefits like sharpening your observation skills and working with people with the number of times you had to assist the coach.
As you walked in, you didn't expect this many people in the gym hall. At first, you thought you were in the wrong place with the unfamiliar faces until you saw Sayuri, who seems to be fed up with the blondie in front of her.
You set your belongings down as you walked towards the pair,
"Sayuri it's not a hard task! You just have to be dead silent the second I pump my fist!" Atsumu cried.
"This is a volleyball match, not the goddamn Opera!"
Curiosity killed the cat, you walked away, not wanting to be caught up in their feud. You look over at anyone who could fill you in.
"The hell are they arguing about?" You asked Aran as you approach him, your eyes not leaving the quarrelling pair.
He looked over at the direction you were facing, "Atsumu wanted a dramatic entrance that's all." He heaved a sigh.
Moments later you heard chuckles from behind.
"You should have seen him practising in his room," Osamu wiped a tear, "He had music and everything and looked so serious like he was planning his revenge." He finished before him and Suna burst into tears. Again.
"Oh I can't wait until the spring tournament happens," Suna commented before he hunches over to clutch his stomach as he snorted.
"Haha laugh all you want," Atsumu rolled his eyes as he approached you all, "Just you wait until the other school is freaked out by how cool I am." He grinned with his head held high.
"Cool? Yeah sure, this is a mess." You fold your arms.
"Practice makes perfect, [Y/N]!" He said, "Since you are here, can ya tell the band club to hurry up?" He clasped both of his hands.
"Me? I'm not doing your errands besides the music room is so far." You reached your hands out in exaggeration on the last two words.
