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Groaning, y/n attempted to lug her suitcase up the stairs. Kuroo told her that she would be staying in the third floor and he room the second to the right. Why did I have to pack so much shit?, y/n thought, cursing her foolish decisions.
"Need help dollface?", a masculine voice said from behind her.
She turned around and saw a tall man with his dark brown hair parted. His green eyes pierced through her soul as he stared down at her, amused by her weakness. His hands were stuffed in his pockets as he leaned on his right leg. Y/n stayed silent for a few second, taking in how magnificent he looked. When she realised, she shook her head.
"No, I'm fine", she mumbled and she continued to carry it up.
The man rolled his eyes and snatched it from her. He picked it up with little to no effort and y/n was in shock. His biceps shape could be seen by his white button down shirt. Were all these men build like this? He was the only one who didn't wear a blazer. His red tie was messily put together and his shirt hung out from his trousers. Quite messily out together but hot as duck regardless, she thought as she pursed her lips. Trailing behind him, she followed him into her room as he placed down her suitcase on the floor beside her bed.
Y/n nodded, indicating she was thankful. "T-thank you."
He smirked and brushed past her, lightly smacking her ass. Y/n yelped in surprise.
"No problem dollface", he said in a raspy voice into her ear before leaving her room. "Meet us down in the main room in twenty."
These men were hot but were they all gonna smack her ass every time they see her? She wasn't a fucking toy for them. But yet again, Kuroo did see it as that way. Brushing her thoughts aside, y/n began to unpack and place all her belongings into drawers and cupboards since she knew she would be here for quite some time. Locating the Sakayura's was so no easy task. Y/n had five minutes to spare so she sprawled herself on her bed and went on her phone. On her screen, there was a message.
o i k a w a hey i hope you reached to the manor safely x
Y/n smiled softly and replied to him with a simple 'yeah thank you for checking up x'. She threw on a red silk dress with matching red stilettos with red lipstick. Brushing drown her hair, she looked at herself in the mirror. Fucking stunning as always. Nothing more, nothing less. Deciding to leave, y/n locked the door behind her and she made her way downstairs. Passing various corridors, she felt lost but she heard distant laughter. Bingo. She saw a door slightly open and light peaking out. Entering, she saw seven peoples eyes lock on to her. Wow. Way to make me feel at home, she thought.
