no one likes you, tomioka-san. but i love you. || giyuushino || complete

01 || "have you heard about the new P.E. coach?!" || 10k special

"you know that I absolutely despise P.E." shinobu groaned to mitsuri as aoi landed beside the both of them, suited in her blue and yellow gear, holding a racket. she'd just come from her badminton club at lunch.

the gym was packed with people, ranging from ants to elephants. there had been a merge with the other class, since the science professor had decided to take a day off.

"okay but- have you heard about the new P.E. coach?! they say he's tall, super strong, and very dreamy." mitsuri swooned, eyeing around the gymnasium, as if looking for this dreamy, mystery coach. "his name is tomioka giyuu!"

shinobu bit her tongue. the name scratched the back of her brain, but she just couldn't figure out who he was.

putting the thought away, she decided to laugh it off. "geez, you know every P.E. teacher that stumbles across our school is old and wrinkly. anyone who chooses to teach P.E. is such a-"

aoi and mitsuri's eyes locked behind her, filled with pure fear. shinobu paused.

"go on." a monotonous voice drawled.

shinobu gulped, daring to turn around.

the man seemed to be around 20. definitely younger than she had expected. he had long, spiky hair, and ocean-blue eyes, challenging her to continue speaking. everything that Mitsuri heard was impossibly true.

"finish your sentence."

"ihm— yes.. uh. anyone who chooses to teach P.E. is hot." shinobu spat out, immediately regretting it.

the male eyed her curiously.

"i mean like— hot as in heat hot, like—"

"like temperature hot." aoi said, as shinobu managed a silent 'thank you'.

"haha, uh— you know? since they do a lot of sports, they get really hot because of body temperatures?"

tomioka-sensei eyed her once more, before he stalked off into the vicious crowd, leaving shinobu flaring red, as she watched him disappear.

as soon as he was out of earshot, the three let out exasperated sighs, and shinobu fanned herself with her sweaty hand. "thank y-"

a blatant screech of a whistle filled the entire hall, obliterating all the blaring chatter exchanged seconds before.

everyone's eyes fell onto the coach. he wasn't the tallest in the room, but he certainly was the most attractive. mitsuri seemed to think this too, as she squealed.

"30 laps." he declared, while students shuffled silently, all seemed to be confused.

"30 laps!" he shouted.

all the students came to their wakings, and started looping and parading the room.

shinobu, mitsuri, and aoi shot up. the purple-haired forgetting all about skipping the lesson. they all ran the room once, and then twice, and then-

"hurry up, ladies!" the coach called to a group of boys that were bent over, panting and taking rapid breaths.

"this is why i hate P.E." shinobu moaned to the other two, but it seemed that another person that wasn't targeted heard this.

"kocho shinobu." he said firmly.

shinobu froze in her tracks, and cursed silently. how had he heard that?

a few eager eyes shot at her, as embarrassment rushed to her cheeks in a flurry of pink.

"yes, coach?" she answered, giving a meaningful glance to mitsuri and aoi.

"say it aloud. what did you mutter with your little mouth to your peers?" he said.

shinobu gulped. "i said, this is why nobody likes you."

"excuse me?"

"i said, this is why nobody likes you, tomioka-sensei."

from the corner of her eye, shinobu caught mitsuri giggling and aoi covering her mouth as soon as she gasped. it seemed that she wasn't the only who did, because the whole gym stopped their laps in absolute horror.

a vein popped in his forehead, and he narrowed his eyes at her. "see me after class. detention in my office."

∘₊✧─── 𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 ───✧₊∘

a/n: hi readers! if you haven't figured it out, i'll be starting small little chapters for whenever a special occurrence has happened!

thank you so much for 10k reads, you guys are amazing <3