𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬༉‧₊˚.

𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩

"R.Suna and l/n y/n. To my office. Now" The principal is standing in the doorway. Kita helps me up and I walk with Suna. I look at Suna's  hands, the white bandage are more red than white now. 

It feels like parading to your grave. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at us. Suna noticed and put his arms around my waist. His warm arms around me calm my nerves.

Suna's Pov✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩

I look at y/n and she looks worried. Not only because this is probably her first time getting in trouble but because everyone was staring at us. They can stare all they want, but I'll give them a better reason to. I put my arms around her waist. The warmth of her body against mine makes me feel better of the circumstances.

Y/n's Pov✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩

We get to the principals office and I hold back my tears. Because of what my dad will do. I sit and Suna looks used to this. 

"I think you know why you're here." The principal states the obvious. No shit sherlock. "Luckily a student recorded the fight, and both of you aren't getting in trouble. This is your last warning, if you fight again, you'll get suspended whether you were defending yourself or not." 

Stupidest thing I've heard. "You can have tomorrow off, and come back Friday. If you want. You may go now"

We walk out and Suna puts his hands in his pockets. "Suna." He looks at me "Yes princess?" .his nickname for me always gets me flustered. We sit at a bench outside as it's almost time for practice. "I'm not sorry for getting in the fight-" He puts his index finger on my lips. "look princess. I don't want to see your pretty face hurt because of my problems."  He removes his finger from my mouth and looks down at his bruised hands. "I can handle myself, don't worry about me." I gently grab his hands and lightly kiss them. "I don't like seeing you in pain either." He looks deeply into my eyes and blushes.

I look around and I notice a crowd has gathered, and I let go of his hands. He pulls the hood over my head, and he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. It's  10 mins to practice, and we stand up to go. "Suna, I'll go to the bathroom first." He pats my head and goes to the gym.

Suna's Pov✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩

 I get there, and I see that Kita and the Miya twins are already there. I wave at them and head to the locker room to change. I take off my shirt and catch a glimpse of my body in the mirror. My torso is filled with  dark purple bruises. My back is probably in the same condition. I ignore them and put my shirt on. I head over to the Miya twins and Kita. 

"So are you and y/n a thing now?" Atsumu says teasingly. "No she's just a friend"  I respond rolling my eyes at him. She just got back and I haven't seen her in years. How could I immediately like her? "That's bullshit" Osamu chimes in. "You both look like bullshit" Kita bursts out laughing. " We see how you look at y/n" Kita says. I roll my eyes

Y/n's pov✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩

I enter the gym and I overhear their conversation. "You didn't look at her  like that" I hear Kita say. I stop in my tracks and look over to them. Suna's glaring at Kita and Atsumu is holding his laughter. They realize I've entered the gym and wave at me, I wave back, but I wonder; who is this girl they're talking about? Whatever, it's none of my concern.

I enter the locker room and I look in the mirror. Suna's hoodie makes me feel more comfortable, but nonetheless I change into my uniform and head out. I feel like a player again when I step on the court. Volleyball made me feel free, all my concerns and problems disappeared when I played. "Can you set for me?" Osamu walks up to me and asks. "Sure" I was a well rounded player, but I was the ace.