𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚,, 𝗜'𝗠 𝗜𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘

one-shot

ʰᵉˡᵖ! ⁱ'ᵐ ᵃⁿ ᵃʳᵗ ᵐᵃʲᵒʳ, ᵃʳᵗ ᵐᵃʲᵒʳ ᵃᵘ

赤葦 京治

with ease i walked the halls of fukurodani academy, avoiding any collisions due to the amount of materials i was holding. once reaching the art rooms, i noticed my empty canvas which was sitting neatly at the middle of the paint covered working space.

looking blankly at the canvas, sensei was looking at me with pity.

pity, that i didn't have my inspiration.

pity, that i am mostly quiet when my voice is the most melodic.

pity..

..that i had this blank canvas.

❝ l/n, how about you check out the volleyball club? i heard about their reputation, you might have fun? ❞

i thought for a moment..

❝ sure, why not? ❞

i packed up my sketchpad and a few carefully picked out pencils and walked out the classroom. while walking i started to wonder,

how have i not heard so much about the volleyball club?

don't they have a big legacy at this high school?

as a third year, i had my mind set up for my art and grades. my grades aren't poor or top star. my art however, it is never poor but having a blank canvas is definitely not beneficial.

reaching the door, i slid it opening to be welcomed by a variety of ... interesting ... smells and sounds.

❝ HEY HEY HEY !! AGASHII DID YOU SEE THAT ? ❞ A loud voice emerged from the squeaking shoes.

❝ Yes, bokuto-san. ❞ Another voice said, more calm then the other.

❝ oh? oh ! boys, welcome l/n y/n. she will be here to observe and work on her art piece. ❞ takeyuki yamiji, fukurodani's coach announced while i bowed politely and took a seat on the bench furthest away from everyone.

❝ OH ! L/N-SAN !! HOW ARE YOU ? ❞ bokuto said, almost shouted.

after a second of realisation, i came to the fact of how bokuto is my classmate.

❝ oh yes. hello bokuto-san. don't let me distract you, thank you for allowing me to stay. ❞

everyone in the room had the same thought,

❝ wow, that voice is- ❞

❝ YOU HAVE SUCH A NICE VOICE L/N-SAN ❞

❝ thank you. ❞ i said, taking out my sketchbook and noticing all the boys playing their best.

my gaze averted to a certain setter, in awe i felt myself in a trace. slowly snapping out of it, i began to draw. i drew the court, bokuto-san and the certain setter.

after quite a long period of time, their practice had ended. i noticed the boys start to walk towards me as i packed my stuff away.

❝ SO..? HOW WAS THE ART ? ❞

❝ hm? oh it was fine, thank you ! ❞

❝ OK THEN ! BOYS, PRACTICE IS OVER ! ❞

I giggled slightly at the never changing volume of the loud captain and started to walk out the door. Just before I got out the door, I saw a certain messy hair boy walk in the same direction.

the boy i drew in my sketchbook.

[part 2 of 'help ! i'm an art major' will be out next sunday on the next update !!]

[thank you for reading !! drink water, eat some food, have a lovely rest of the week !!]