lunch 12:15 pmsakusa
i hate it herekomori
come on it can't be that bady/n
why what's up?i come back from getting strawberry milk from the vending machine. sitting down at the lunch table where aimi, komori, and sakusa were sitting.
aimi
he got into that training camp like he does every year, and he's still complaining about how atsumu
goes.y/n
oh i'm sure it's not that badsakusa
he's worse in person compared to streaks.y/n
sakusa you do streaks?sakusa
no. he just sends them as an excuse to talk to me or get his snap score up.aimi
embarrassingkomori
well i'm sure you'll miss us right?aimi
no.y/n
i'm going out for winter breakaimi
i'll miss y/n-chan but not youthe boys sigh before digging into their bentos.
komori
so y/n where are you going?y/n
hyogoaimi
oh to see that hot cousin of yours?y/n
yes but no. that's weird to call him attractive.aimi
take me with you please please
pleasey/n
go join his fanclub or whateveraimi
ugh where do i signsakusa
suna-sans technique of bending his upper half is very impressivey/n
lemon head is annoying thoughkomori
you think everyone is annoyingy/n
and what about it?a familiar vibration coming from my phone. i pick it up from the table and open up a text from osamu.
osamu
| hey it's rintarōy/n
| why not text me on your phone?osamu/suna
| it was taken away from a teacher because i was using it in classy/n
| why text me at all?osamu/suna
| i'm hiding from osamu i took his phoney/n
| get to the pointosamu/suna
| he likes you
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Fanfiction𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐲. half edited half snapchat fic osamu x fem reader (she/they)