The thought of transferring to Japan's National University scared the living shit out of me.
It's the middle of the year and the only reason I was transferred from the community college was because of volleyball. But why now? I ask this question myself over and over while on the train.
The train stopped in Tokyo, a little ways from the university. Brushing off clothes with a sigh I walked off the train. Not long after I had gotten of the train I felt someone tap me. Looking over my shoulder I saw a spiked haired male besides me.
"Hello." The male said bluntly, but continued on before I could answer, "Are you Akaashi Keji?" He asked me with an annoyed expression on his face.
I nodded in response following him. He isn't much of a talker apparently.
"So what's your name,if I may ask?" Saying this as I got into the taxi with him.
"Iwazumi Hajime. I'm your roommate and your guide."
Again I just nodded on response, getting out a book I was currently reading. Iwazumi and I never really talked during the whole ride.As our taxi pulled to a stop we both got out stretching.
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Hayran KurguThis is a ⓘⓦⓐⓩⓤⓜⓘ ⓧ ⓐⓚⓐⓐⓢⓗⓘ fanfic . Time skip . instead of iwa being the coach he is the ace as akaashi also doesn't do photography for magazine company . bokuaka angst iwaoi angst iwaka angst . Akaashi a 21 year old ends up being transfered to a...
