I see you (Kyotani x Y/N)

Invisible girl

Waking up early isn't something I enjoy, especially when the reasoning for waking up is to go to school. Usually, my brother and his friend, Hanamaki, would walk me to school but they left before me today, leaving me to walk alone. He had a test to retake or something like that. It's not like I minded the walk alone too much. I simply put on my earbuds and listened to f/s.

The cold air bit my cheeks as I tried to stay warm, shoving my hands in the coat of my pocket. Issei was on the volleyball team, and I knew all of the third years because they often came to our house. Oikawa and Iwaizumi always treated me nicely, but that's probably because I cooked for them a lot. Despite that though, I've never once met any of the other teammates. I simply didn't have the time.

By the time I reached the school and got into class, the bell had rung, and everyone was filing in. That's when I noticed someone standing at the front of the classroom. He had blonde hair with two black stripes in it. Although he looked unapproachable, I couldn't help but want to talk to him. He wasn't a new student; I know that for sure. He looked familiar, far too familiar to be a new student.

"Alright class, Kyotani will be transferring to our class. Oh dear, it seems the only spot open is next to Y/N." She went silent, thinking for a minute. "Well, it should be fine. Kyotani, why don't you take a seat there. Y/N raise your hand please." Silently, I raised my hand. Not one of the students bothered looking back at me.

When our eyes met, for a second, I got chills. He really is a scary guy. My lips curled into a small smile as he took his seat. As he sat down, the movement of his motion wafted a strong smell towards me. Although the cologne smell wasn't strong, it smelled nice.

"Hey, I'm Y/N. Looks like we're partners from now on." I smiled at him, hoping I could get a reaction out of him. Whispers surrounded us.

Most of the time, usually the whispers are about me. I wasn't exactly hated, but I wasn't exactly liked either. People knew that I had the volleyball third years at my back, they were too afraid to say anything, so they kept it to a loud whisper.

I looked similar to my brother and while people found him attractive, with my personality, I just scared people off. I expected Kyotani to be different. He also had people whisper about him so maybe we could get along. Or that's what I thought.

"Don't talk to me." Shock washed over me as I stared at him. For a minute, I expected him to be different. 

"Looks like someone needs to get off their high horse. I don't want to talk to you, we have a group project." He glanced over at our shared packet, our names both written down on the spot courtesy of me.

An almost silent sigh left his mouth, only heard by me. For a while, the two of us stared at each other as if we were having a staring contest. He definitely isn't everyone's type, but he sure as hell is my type. Finally, he looked away. We worked together but only exchanged a few words.

The bell rang and everyone got ready for their next class. We waited for the teacher to walk in. We'll be here for the rest of the year; he could bother to try and be a little nicer. Rolling my eyes, I pulled out my books, putting my chin into the palm of my hand and staring out the window.

By the time lunch finally arrived, I noticed I forgot to bring my lunch. Issei usually packs it for me because I always forget it. Of course, the one time he makes me walk alone I forget my lunch. As soon as the lunch bell rang, I rushed out of the classroom, racing to Issei's class.

I was running so fast; I didn't even notice the group of girls I ran into. Disgust spread across their faces as they ignored me. Part of me wished they would say it to my face. Being ignored is way worse than having them spit insults at me. It's rare that people say anything to me, even rarer that they want to stay around me.