Iwaizumi grins at me, taking a seat next to me in the library. Sadly, my brother joins him, and I just know Issei spilled the tea to the other members of the team.
"So, my ship finally sailed?"
An excited Watari asks me, joining us at the table. I resist the urge to throw my math book at him, instead thinking of a plausible response.
"Shouldn't you all be practicing? Game day's Saturday, which is two days away."
I snap, deciding to do the English homework I know will be a breeze.
"Did you get head?"
A blunt Yahaba asks me and I gasp, wondering why he would interrogate me about my sex life in front of my brother.
"Not that it's any of your business, but no. Why are you so invested in my life life?"
I question the yandere, who shrugs, looking at the homework I messily scrawl.
"Good thing you didn't write Mattsun a love letter, he wouldn't be able to read it."
The boy sassily states, inciting an argument that eventually causes the librarian to kick us out of the quiet space.
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"Hey, talk to me. Why so stressed?"
I ask Oikawa, leading the stubborn captain from the gym to the infirmary. Yet again, the silly brunette has been overworking his body, leading to Irihata and Mizoguchi worrying for the setter's health. Due to Oikawa and I's close friendship, the duo figured it'd be best for me to unlock the reason my best friend is consistently abusing his body.
"I've seen the way you're staying for hours after practice, plus Takeru texts me daily update. Don't try to lie yourself out of this one."
Oikawa shrugs at my statement, leaning on my shoulder for support as we stroll down the long hallway.
"This is my last chance to prove that I'm the best setter out there. The last year that I can go to nationals. The last chance Iwa, Mattsun, Makki, and I have at the championship. Our final chance."
He states, his determined words contrasting the usual carefree aura the boy typically has. Before we reach the nurse's office, I give my best friend a hug, the setter surprisingly collapsing in my arms.
"Hey. It's all going to work out, okay? You and the other third years can do it, I believe in you! And if you don't make it, it's not the end of the world. You have college, and the national team scouting you. I don't think you peaked yet, Oikawa."
I assure him, squeezing the boy and slowly running my hands down his back in a comforting manner. I feel the boy's tears on my shoulder but say nothing about it, letting him have his moment. Finally, Oikawa pulls away, allowing me to guide him again. The two of us walk in silence until we reach the nurse's office, then he speaks.
"Thank you, I needed that."
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Takeru drags me into his room the second his parents leave, pointing at something on his pillow.
"Look! I lost a tooth!"
The excited child proclaims, and I ruffle the little man's hair.
"Yay! That's a good excuse to go and get some ice cream! Want to go to my friend's ice cream shop? I promise, I'll carry you on the walk back."
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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!