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          kuroo covered his laughter, watching as bokuto attempted to stick pencils in his gelled hair. the second the pencil fell from his hairdo, bokuto's playful emotion suddenly vanished. he frowned and tossed the objects aside while looking kuroo in the eyes. bokuto rested his cheek on his palm and sighed. "this is getting kind of boring. aren't we supposed to be working on our project right now?" kuroo rolled his eyes while muttering his response. "well, yeah. but l/n hasn't arrived to class yet and you know that kenma's been skipping for the past couple of days."

"oh yeah," bokuto said, tilting his head to the side. "they should start getting here on time. we might not be able to get this project finished before the deadline. you should text l/n and tell her to hurry up." both of the males felt a presence arrive at the doors of the classroom. "speak of the devil." kuroo chuckled. "hey dipshit, you're extremely late!"

but for some unknown reason, he was the only one who was laughing in the situation. y/n's aura seemed to be bursting with flames as she angrily stomped to where they were seated. her eyebrows were furrowed, giving kuroo a stern glare. a bullet of sweat slid down kuroo's face as he held his hands up in defense. "uhh, what did i do now?" he genuinely questioned.

y/n blinked for a moment, basking in his stupidity. "what did you do?!" she intensely shrieked. "you dumb mother fucker- you literally told me that you knew the reason why the rumors are spreading, yet you left me on read whenever i asked! did you not see my messages??" kuroo awkwardly laughed, pulling his phone out from his back pocket. "ahaha.. oops. i guess that i forgot to respond. the bell rang and my head became flooded with other things."

kuroo pulled out a stool beside him for y/n to sit down. trying to ease the tension, he spoke once again in a playful tone. "sorry for leaving you on a cliffhanger!" but instead of matching his energy like she usually does, y/n looked him dead in the eyes with a furious look. "god dammit, you should've just hung me as well."

y/n plopped herself in the seat beside him and crossed her arms, clearly pissed. "nevermind.. now just tell me what happened so i can have my life back to normal." she slumped her shoulders, feeling the gaze of her gossiping classmates.

bokuto raised a confused eyebrow at them both. "huh..? what rumors? i need context here, people." kuroo and y/n looked at him, dumbfounded. "you literal dumbass-" kuroo sighed, facepalming. "people are saying that l/n slept with kenma." bokuto's eyes widened from the statement. he then turned to y/n with blank eyes. "but i thought you didn't know who left the 'wet ass boxers' in your bed?" y/n gave kuroo a quick glance before turning back to bokuto. she genuinely couldn't tell whether he was being serious or not.

"erm, bokuto.. zora already confirmed that it was kozume. she saw the two of us leave together that night. did you not read the messages in the group chat??" y/n attempted to explain everything in a quick summary for him to understand. "nobody else would've been able to get inside my dorm without a key. why else did you think kozume is avoiding me?" bokuto rubbed the back of his neck with an awkward grin. "oh, i see. so it was kenma who pissed his pants.."

"NOBODY PISSED THEIR PANTS."

y/n cleared her throat after calming her voice down. "well, i see that kozume still isn't coming to class. how long do you think he'll keep this up?" kuroo shrugged his shoulders with a slight hum. "i don't know. he's been calling in sick, but i know that he's faking it. i visited his dorm yesterday and he seemed perfectly fine."

bokuto nodded in agreement. "kenma is usually like this. he takes small breaks from classes from time to time, but it only lasts a couple of days since the teachers get suspicious. he'll be coming back sooner or later, trust me." hope glistening in her eyes, y/n cracked a gentle smile. "i really hope so," y/n said quietly. "i just want this bullshit to be over with."

"anyways, now i need to hear what kuroo had to say. tell me everything that you know." y/n declared, returning to their previous conversation. kuroo straightened his posture and took a deep breath. "alright, but just be prepared for what i have to say. promise that you won't freak out the second i start talking, 'kay?" scoffing, y/n smirked with a bit of an attitude in her tone. "who do you think i am, kuroo? i'm not going to get mad. but sure, i guess i promise."

"whatever you say.." kuroo mumbled. he took a bried pause before continuing his sentence. "the rumors might've began from that one obnoxious girl, hime."

"THAT BITCH." y/n furiously shouted. "why didn't i think of that in the first place?! i always knew that she had some weird grudge against me, but i never expected for her to take it this far-" before she could finish rambling, kuroo stopped her. "see? you're freaking out. i didn't get a chance to finish. you have no solid evidence that it was hime, but you automatically jumped to the conclusion because of your hatred towards her."

y/n buried her face in the palms of her hands out of embarrassment. "sorry, carry on.." she murmured.

"i overheard hime the other day gossiping about two people supposedly having sex after oikawa's party." kuroo whispered quietly, hoping the others around him wouldn't eavesdrop. "there was a bunch of girls in the group talking about it, so i'm not sure if hime started the rumors. but out of everyone there, she seemed to be the most invested in the topic. every time someone tried changing the topic, she would switch it back to what they were previously talking about."

y/n's grip on her cellphone tightened even more to the point where she felt like it was about to snap in half. "ahaha.. god, i really want to snap her neck right here right now." as if the gods were listening, the cheery voice that y/n dreaded was heard from the front of the class.

"thank you, hime-san! i appreciate that you found my lesson planner, it completely slipped from my mind!" y/n's professor gleamed graciously. batting her eyelashes, hime chirped her reply. "ah, it's no problem! i found it in the hallway while i was heading towards the restroom, so i decided to stop by and return it!"

as the two happily chatted, y/n glared daggers into hime's back. she could tell that hime noticed her empty threats. once her professor turned away, hime spun around and shot y/n a nasty glare.

"what's so wrong? is your reputation falling apart?" hime mouthed from afar with a smirk. "how is it going with kozume-kun??" y/n was taken aback by her sudden boldness, but she didn't want to back down from the argument.

using her index finger, y/n glided it across her throat with a snarl. at this point, she was dead serious. the threat didn't shake up hime one bit, which made y/n even more upset. "after class. you have five minutes to prepare yourself before getting your ass handed to you." y/n said with her lips.

hime flinched at the thought of getting beat up again. thus she fled from the classroom. y/n wasn't going to back down, for hime didn't turn down the fight. kuroo and bokuto sat idle, scared for what was to come.

they weren't certain of what y/n was going to do, but all they knew was that shit was about to go down...

𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚 !
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