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Service 77

My mental health is so fucked up so we're going back to me writing this as extreme angst again. And no, I do not give an apology.

"Hey Y/N! You know the guys from Nekoma right? The boys volleyball team?" Mikan yelled out to Y/N who was playing a game of chess with Haru.

"Yeah what about it?" Y/N asked as she took up one of her pieces.

"Their libero just got injured and switched out. I think his name is Yaku or something."

Her hand paused as she placed the chess piece down. She stopped chewing her gum and muttered, "Checkmate, I win."

"GAH?! How?!" Haru grabbed his hair in frustration.

"I'll be heading out for awhile." Y/N said grabbing her wallet, earbuds and phone.

"Wait-" Haru whined as she left.

"And off she goes." Mikan said nonchalantly as Haru stressed over his loss.

"Oi redhead." Mikan called out as the sound of the television played in the background.

"What is it?" Haru asked, packing up the chess board.

"Y/N. She has been acting a bit-"

"Off?" Haru finished as Mikan nodded.

"I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks that. I asked her boyfriend, Rin, if he knew anything was up, he just said not to worry." Mikan yawned.

"They both are quite couple I'd say. Perfect for each other." Haru chuckled.

"Yeah but now we've got two heartbroken idiots with us." Mikan rolled her eyes as Haru sighed placing the board in a box.

"I feel sorry for the two ya'know. But it's not anyone's fault. Not her's nor their." Haru breathed out.

"Teenagers do stupid things."

"That's what makes us human."

Y/N walked into the gymnasium and looked through the crowds. As she approached the front table, volunteers stopped her from going further in.

"Sorry but the place ahead is only for board executives." The woman, around her mid-twenties said.