The Transfer Student (Aoba Johsai x Reader)

Ten: Stupid Promises

"Akira, congrats! Makki told me about the training camp!"

I yell at my favorite first year, running to him and giving him a tight squeeze. The boy quickly hugs me back before letting go, eyeing my body up and down before speaking. 

"Thank you! It's supposed to be the best first-years in the prefecture, so I'm a bit nervous. Also, what happened to you?"

He quietly says, trying not to draw attention to us as we walk into the large school. 

"Umm, next question. You shouldn't be nervous, you're a good player! You deserve to be at the camp, playing with everyone else!"

I state, regretting not wearing my sports jacket to school this morning. Hopefully, Iwaizumi or Makki has their sports jacket, the last thing I need is rumors spreading around. 

"Hey, Y/N! You left this at Takeru's yesterday!"

My knight and savior says, placing a warm sweatshirt over my shoulders. Iwaizumi winks at me, moving my braids aside to whisper something in my ear.

"Anytime you want to do that again, text me. You owe me, after all." 

The boy casually states, patting Akira's back while staring me down. He walks away to join the other third years, and I internally curse. What does he want to do, draw more attention to me?

"What was that all about?"

Akira questions me, and I decide not to disclose any information about Iwa and I's odd situation. 

"Nothing, don't worry."

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After snapping Semi back, I shut off my phone and grab my books. Since I have some free time before practice, I might as well do my homework. If I do my work now, then I can finish that Levi x Reader fanfic that's been on my mind all day. I sit down on the bleachers, homework in hand, and begin to do my work.

"Y/N! I see you're doing the math homework, can you help me out?"

A frustrated Yahaba asks me and I comply, knowing that I owe my favorite designated driver. the boy sits down on the bleachers, and I recoil in shock at his lockscreen.

"Not the picture of Kyōtani. What are you, a yandere?"

I joke, the boy blushing at my question. 

"No, I'm in the picture too! It's a good picture of me!"

The boy lies, refusing to look at me. 

"Sure, whatever you say."

I sarcastically state, mentally praying the boy in front of me isn't a psycho. The last thing I want is to become Yoonbum, after all.

"Anyways, back to doing stupid trig problems. You are confused about sine and cosine, right?"

The boy nods, clearly annoyed at my teasing, and clears his throat.

"Hey, at least I didn't back out of railing Iwaizumi last minute."

He states, the words ones that make me instinctively slap the boy.

"What the fuck? What did he tell, the whole team?"

Yahaba laughs, nodding at my anger, and I dramatically stab my piece of paper. Why does everyone on this team have to be so gossipy?