It has only been hours yet you already felt like the team and you already clicked.
Daichi is the captain as you learned, his two sidekicks, Asahi and Suga are always accompanied by him.
You couldn't help but think how they are a good husband material— cough, cough.
Next are the second years, Ennoshita, a cool guy who walks around, eyes half lidded; Narita, an adorable gentleman and Kinoshita a cute bumblebee.
Ofcourse, who can't forget about the other two simps; Tanaka, who always insists on calling him senpai and Nishinoya, who is as hyper as the other.
The first years; Hinata, the orange energy drink, Kageyama, the hot looking blueberry and Yamaguchi, your cinnamon roll.
And let's give a round of applause. . .
The last but the least. . .
Mr. Tsukishima Kei!
The stupid dumbass jerk thief that is a demon who tried to steal your strawberry cake.
It is obvious that he is your favorite.
Too obvious.
You slapped the blonde's arm a little too hard, the sickening slap echoed throughout the gym. It soon followed by snickers coming from the second years and the first years.
Tsukishima hissed in pain, rubbing his arm and then glared bullets at you.
You pouted. "What?"
Tsukishima looked up to see if your Uncle Ukai is looking before bending his back down to your height.
"Seriously?" Tsukishima scoffed. "You slapped my arm and then your just gonna say 'what'?"
"There was a fly~" you dragged out, chuckling before walking away, off to your Uncle Ukai.
"Hey kid," Ukai nodded his head at you. "Why did ya do that?"
"Pssh," you scoffed. "He's a dumbass,"
Ukai sighed. "If your mom hears about this—"
You laughed. "You don't have to tell. . ."
Ukai smirked. "You really are a mini version of me,"
"You said it. . ."
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"UNCLE!" You tried to reach for the bag of chips Ukai is raising in the air, snickering at your attempt. "That's mine!"
"This is my store, kid, you don't get free things here just because we're related," he took his free hand and covered you face, muffling you screams.
Ukai laughed at the sight and then suddenly gasping, taking his hand back.
"Did you just lick my hand?!" He screeched, disgusted.
You wipe your mouth with your sleeve, as disgusted as the man. "I did, unfortunately. Your hand taste salty," you stuck your tongue out to emphasize.
Ukai frowned before throwing the bag of chips at your face.
"Go away! Go on waddle on! Shoo!"
"Do we get free stuff too, Coach?" Nishinoya piped in.
"You know since your the best coach evaaaa," Tanaka sang out.
Ukai reddened bashfully.
"Well how about free meat buns?"
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"You're going the same way, Y/N?" Yamaguchi asked.
"Yeah," you skipped down the road, ahead of the blonde and the green-head.
"Ooh. . . Walk with us!" Yamaguchi smiled suggestingly, running to catch up with you.
You turned around to see an unimpressed blonde. You suppressed a laugh.
"Someone's not happy," you giggled.
Tsukishima walked towards the both of you and grabbed the fabric of your bags, pushing forward to usher both of you to walk faster.
"C'mon we don't have all night,"
I'm sorry for the short chapters ://
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