A Special Kind of Love - Inarizaki X Reader

- Chapter 9 -

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"You didn't know they were twins!?!"

Akemi slammed her face into her hands and roared with laughter, shaking the entire table while receiving weird looks from the other students in the lunch room.

Your face turned a bright shade of red, embarrassed from her reaction.

"Yeah, and I have to go to the practice after school today. Now this whole manager thing is going to be even more awkward." You sorrowfully responded with a sigh.

Akemi sensed your tone and immediately stopped laughing. "Hey, don't be upset. It was an honest mistake. You didn't know they were twins. Anyone could have done that."

"Yeah, but not everyone would be as dramatic as I was. I humiliated the gray- haired one in front of the entire school." You sadly stared into your food. "I'm not sure how I can fix this."

"(Y/n), think of it this way. Osamu didn't do anything wrong, so he definitely deserves an apology. But Atsumu? Don't even waste your time with him. He put you in the hospital and didn't even give you a proper apology!"

Akemi stuffed a dumpling into her mouth. "Why would you respect him if he couldn't put in the effort to respect you? I say get even with him!"

Akemi's guidance touched your soul. There was no reason to make peace between the two of you. From now on, it was war between you and Miya Atsumu.

"Hmmm the bells about to ring. We better get going to Statistics." Akemi stated as she looked at her watch.

"Alright, let's go." You giggled through an evil smile.

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Statistics and Data Analysis sounded like it would be an interesting class. Throughout the year, you would be surveying different groups of people and analyze the results. Then you would take those results and make conclusions from the findings.

The instructor began doing practice problems on the boards and giving examples of what to expect from the class, but your mind lied elsewhere. You were busy plotting elaborate schemes to get back at that evil twin. You even giggled a few times, but were quick to cover them up with throat clearing sounds.

When the class was over, you said goodbye to Akemi and made you way to the last class of the day, Journalism.

This class was on the other side of the school, so you had to walk swiftly.

"Wow, she's in a hurry."

"Yeah, probably to make fun of another volleyball player."

"Pffffffff!"

You arrived at the classroom, with just 30 seconds to spare. There were only two open seats left at the back of the classroom.

You took your pick and sat in the one on the outside of the aisle.

While you were pulling out your notebook, someone took the seat next to you. You glanced over to see that jerk with camera lazily plopping his bag on the ground.

Suna turned his attention to you for a quick second, then with a lack of interest glued his eyes back to his phone.

You clenched your teeth and cursed to yourself inside your head, but were interrupted by the teacher's voice.

"Alright, put your phones away. We'll begin the class now. This is Journalism 101, so we will be doing lots of writing this year.

The teacher stood up from her chair.

"Peer review is one of the most important elements of writing, so get used to doing partner work. To get comfortable with this, I want everyone to introduce themselves to the person next to them."

The volume in the classroom rose as the student began to talk to each other.

"Are you kidding me!?! I have to actually talk to this jerk? Why do I—"

"Hey. I'm Suna Rintarou." The cameraman said with a disinterested expression.

"I know who you are." You said with an irritated tone.

"You do? K... Who are you?" He replied.

A vein appeared on your forehead. "Oh me? I'm the girl who got hit by that volleyball your jerk of a player decided to smack at me! The girl that you proceeded to record as the drama went down at lunch today! Still don't recognize me!?!"

"Whoah, let's bring it down a few levels." Suna motioned his hand from his head all the way down to the desk level, playing the victim. "Use your inside voice. All I asked for was for your name."

This guy was really starting to get to you. Words would not come out of your mouth, and you were left with a hollow expression.

"Don't worry, I recognize you now. Your attitude is definitely one of a kind." Suna smirked. "Are you gonna tell me your name or not? I could get a new partner if you're not willing to participate."

You stared at the volleyball player for a few seconds, wondering how the team could be filled with so many characters.

"My name is (y/n) (l/n)." You hesitantly stated, giving into Suna's game.

"Ahh...what a pretty name." Suna lazily responded, turning his attention back to his phone.

"Alright, that's enough chatting. Now that you know your partner we can start looking at your first assignment." The teacher began as she passed out a stack of papers.

"What a piece of work." You though as you grabbed a paper from the person in front of you.

"Pffff she's almost as easy to mess with as the twins." Suna laughed in his head.