"Yuuji, is there anyone you omitted when you listed the people that take part in that shitty game?" Y/N walked into Terushima's room without asking, catching him off guard as he was in the middle of changing his shirt.
He stopped his movements for a moment, but after a while he finished dressing up. "Well, hello to you too." His snarky tone only made Y/N raise her brows in a silent question. "Someone particular in mind?" He asked, moving to his desk to sit on the chair.
"A first year?" She asked, but Terushima shook his head strongly. "Nope, no first years on the list." His eyes bore into her with interest. "Why are you asking?"
The girl threw herself on his bed and looked at the ceiling, putting her intertwined hands on her stomach. "Nothing, just... A friend of mine was acting rather oddly." She admitted.
"Maybe he just likes you?" The man suggested, leaning back in his chair.
"I don't think so." Y/N sighed and sat down on the bed. "Am I just complicating my college life by thinking that everyone wants to get to me? Or maybe I'm getting paranoid?"
"Depending on how much you like drama." He said, spinning on the chair.
Y/N thought for a second. "Maybe just a little. Slightly. Very little." She answered truthfully. "But mostly when it's someone else's drama."
"Then you are probably overthinking." He said and the girl nodded. She got up and started walking towards the door.
"Just that?" He asked and Y/N looked at him with surprise, stopping mid step.
"What else do you wanted?"
"I don't know, begging me to eat you out?" He said with an amused expression, but Y/N just scoffed with a small smile.
"Right, you will have to wait. After the last time I had a little problem sitting in a class."
"So tomorrow. We have no classes on Saturday." He seemed satisfied with his suggestion until Y/N shook her head.
"No. I will probably be doing projects the whole weekend."
"You really believe that you will be doing projects on the weekend while living in the dorms?" He shook his head with a fake disappointment. "Y/N, you poor baby. You have no idea."
"We will see about that." She smiled, opening the door.
"Yes, we will." He mirrored her smile and watched the door closing. With a light sigh, he turned to his desk, murmuring to himself. "Poor baby indeed."
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Evening was quieter than normally. Y/N, after exiting the bathroom with her wet towel and shower supplies in hand, looked around the corridors while going to her room. Usually there was music coming from Kuroo's room, sounds of Bokuto exercising and a couple of more different sounds, but today there was just silence.
Just as she was about to open her door, she heard the door behind her open. After turning around, she spotted Bokuto exiting his room, dressed comfortably in sweats.
"Y/N! I didn't see you for a couple of days!" He exclaimed, closing his door.
The girl smiled, opening her own. "Yeah, I was a little bit busy with my first classes. We already had a couple of projects as a homework."
"That's what I thought." Bokuto smiled warmly and spun a key on his finger lightly, wondering for a moment. "Are you busy right now?" He asked, looking at her face intently just like he wanted to read an answer from her eyes.
"Not really. I was wondering what to do and I figured out I could find a new series to watch or something." She stopped before coming into her room, a questioning look present on her face as she looked at the man.
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The Art of Bad Choices | Haikyuu College (EDITING)
Fiksi Penggemar"There is not many girls attending our school. This is why we fight over you." Y/N starts new year at the university, but she didn't know what exactly awaits for her when she moves into the dorms. From now on she became a target for a bunch of men...