"𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁."
"𝗔𝗻𝗱 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲."
~In which, a girl has been in love with a certain pretty setter for as long as she can remember and he continuously ignores her, no...
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~When monday came, the (H/C) haired girl had Kenmas volleyball jacket it in her school bag.
Everytime she looked at it, she felt a little guilty. Even though Kenma said he was fine with doing this, she felt horrible for using him.
Nonetheless, when it came to the boys volleyball practice, she slipped it in. It obviously stood out and when she stepped into the gym, everyone turned to look at her.
Some smirked, somewhat knowing something.
Others jaws dropped.
And Bokuto,
Well,
He just started laughing.
Akaashi looked to see what Bokuto was laughing and saw Y/N sitting on the bench, reading a book, in a bright red volleyball jacket.
He stopped stretching and walked over to her, not listening to Bokutos remarks on telling him to leave her alone.
Once seeing a shadow, the girl looked up from her book and saw Akaashi standing there. She closed it,
"Yes?"
"Who's jacket is that?" He quickly asked.
Her face began heating up from embarrassment, "That's none of your business.."
When she lightly moved her head, all her hickies that Kenma gave her began to show a little before she moved again and they were covered. It was quiet before he opened his mouth again,
"Ah, I see what's going on."
She looked up at him with a confused face.
He tilted his head a bit, "Fooling around already? Not even two weeks have passed since I rejected you. I never thought you'd whore around like this. Nekoma's setter even left sloppy hickies all over you. How sad."
Her mouth made a small "O". She wanted to say something but she couldn't. Never in a million years would she have pictured Akaashi saying these words to anyone. Not even if it was to her.
"Also, you're not allowed to wear clothing from other schools so you either take that off, or get out." He harshly said.
"Akaashi!" Bokuto cried in disbelief.
Akaashi looked at him, "What? It's true. She can't be wearing that here."
Her lips quivered before she balled her fists in anger. She stood up, "What I do or don't do with Kenma is none of your business Akaashi! And why can't I be with him? Huh!? You made it clear that you didn't want me so it's perfectly normal for me to move on! Kenma is my boyfriend now so you don't matter to me anymore!"
It went silent in the gym.
You swear it was like you could hear a pin drop.
Akaashi's eyebrows furrowed, "Take it off. Or get out."
She grabbed her bag, "Well, I guess i'm leaving then," She looked at Bokuto and smiled at him, "Good luck with your practice."
Everyone watched as she walked out of the gym, and once she was completely gone, they looked ar Akaashi.
Bokuto sighed, "I don't know what goes on through that head of yours, but you seriously have to stop being such a dick."
