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Beginning Note(s): 

Heyyy, I'm so very sorry for taking so damn long to actually get to updating this story, I was taking a very needed mental health break and I just couldn't bring myself to write at all, I'm doing better now and I'm trying to slowly get back to writing with at least an update for one of my stories each week.

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The greenie had a firm grip on his wrist as he dragged the ginger-haired boy towards the infirmary, "Mind explaining what the fuck you were spacing out about?" Izuku scolded him, his voice In a deep growling tone, the ginger flinched and Izuku smirked since he felt him do so, "if you don't have a proper reason I'll make sure to hurt you way more," Izuku stared at him dead in the eyes after he turned around, "by the way, what's ya name?" Izuku questioned.

"S-Shouyou! Hinata Shouyou!" The ginger exclaimed, and Izuku rose a brow, "a-and I dunno, I was just U-Uhm, zoning out I guess. It won't happen again! I promise!" Shouyou told him, though he lied a little there,—of course he did, what should he tell this boy? "Oh, I was just very mesmerized by your skill so I got a little jealous watching you serve since it's so perfect!" He could never—he couldn't help fibbing a little.

" Liar ," Izuku growled, and Shouyou's voice caught in his throat as he was shoved into the wall right beside them, Izuku had no issue hurting someone who was already hurt, "someone doesn't allow themselves to be so engrossed in their thoughts in the middle of a game unless it's for a good fucking reason, so tell me. What the actual bloody fuck were you thinking? Say, I hit it harder than that, and you ended up seriously hurt, guess who would be taking the fault? Me," Izuku glared up at him, and Shouyou's mouth felt dry as he couldn't help but meet the emerald frightening eyes of the other first-year in front of him.

"O-Okay! Okay! Fine, I was just thinking, okay? Your serves are amazing, and you have so much skill, I mean if I wasn't as hard-headed as I was, I'm sure I could've ended up hurt pretty badly," Shouyou gave a nervous chuckle, "but, your skills are so close to perfection, and you're only a first-year like me aren't you?" Shouyou asked him, Izuku rose a brow and let him go, releasing the hold he had on Shouyou's shirt.

"Trust me when I say this, I'm still pretty rusty on the court," the greenie shoved his hands into his pockets, shrugging him off as he continued down the hallway, waiting for Shouyou to follow behind him.

" Rusty!? " The ginger exclaimed, and Izuku let out a small laugh.

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"Sure took your sweet times, aye?" A shaved-headed boy from the other team commented, and Izuku glared at him, removing himself from the conversation he was having with Shouyou, though the ginger boy only laughed and explained why they had taken so long.

"Turns out the bleeding was worse than we saw, so we had to stay longer, Tanaka-senpai!" Shouyou beamed, and Ryuunousuke walked over towards him to pat him on the back—very hard—as a welcome back, "Izuku and I became friends too! Even though I still felt like he hated me," the greenie snickered at the last comment, "Sorry for worrying you all," Shouyou apologized.

"Mind explaining why you were spacing out for dumbass?" The ravenet from the other team grumbled, Izuku's gaze turned towards him as well, and he rose a brow.

"Who the fuck dya' think you talking to?" Izuku looked at him in slight disbelief, "from what he told me bout' you, you're no smarter than he is, and you know what, I don't give a damn how Japan sees you as a prodigy setter, I can beat you at whatever fucking position I feel, though I'm pretty rusty right now, hey. Let's give it a try, aye pretty boy?" Izuku's expression was blank as he spoke towards the boy, who glared at him as well, "oh and, just so you want to know, I don't trash talk, so whatever I'm saying right now or whenever you might see me again, it's the truth," Izuku smirked.

"Shut your trap you goddamn shrimp, you talk way too much," Tobio said as he was now standing in front of the greenie, they both exchanged glares, blank stares and the gym got quiet until Izuku let out a laugh, Tobio's snickered as well, before reaching a hand up and ruffling the greenet's hair, "I like this one," he said towards Katsuki, and Izuku flicked his hand. This was the first time they saw Izuku not trying to at least beat the fuck out of someone, though Tobio still turned to Shouyou and smacked him upside the head. "Pay attention to the game next time dumbass!" He shouted, and Izuku scoffed, crossing his arms.

"Honestly, I told him the same thing," Izuku pursed his lips and shook his head, making the ginger sulk. Drooping his head, and Izuku poked him in the head, "I'll make sure to hit you in the face harder next time I see you spacing out in the middle of a game," Izuku threatened, and Shouyou gulped, nodding. Izuku walked right off back towards his teammates.

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End Note(s):

I wanna be updating this story every few Sundays, but I have no idea what I'll be doing afterall. Sorry for the chapter being so short, I just felt like it was a good place to stop! ヾ(@゜∇゜@)ノ