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(y/n) sat on the bus with the volleyball players heading to the long awaited training camp. to her luck, there was enough space on the bus for her to sit alone...while leaving everyone else with someone to sit next to. the players felt slight pity for her, knowing that she wouldn't have anyone to talk to during the long ride, but the (h/c) haired girl was cheering inside of her head.
she plugged her earbuds into her phone, and turned her head to the window, completely forgetting about where she was and immersing herself in the dreamland she created for herself.
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asagiri was talking home from school with yatsumura trailing far behind to keep an eye out for the magical hunter. she didn't fall asleep the day she watched over asagiri or the many other days she spent the night. ((y/n) on the other hand, decided that she missed her bed at home and hasn't been spending any nights over at asagiri's place since then) a busty pink haired girl came running up to asagiri. yatsumura relaxed once she noticed that it was just some random girl and not the magical hunter.
"um... well... i'm sorry for being so sudden but..."
"could you please die?"
asagiri's face paled (even more than usual) as the pink haired girl pulled out a stick that looked like a mechanical pencil and clicked the top, causing a barrier to enclose around them. yatsumura pulled out her stick and hit pause, causing time to stop, yet the girl was still able to move.
asagiri banged her hands against the barrier. "i can't escape!!"
"can i please have your stick?", the busty lady asked as her nose began to bleed and her hair grew, fading into a teal color. there were now star shaped symbols in her crazed eyes. asagiri was too afraid to even respond.
the girl started laughing. "my lifespan just got shorter!"
"damn it! if (l/n) were here... she could've used her stick and possibly shot a hole through the barrier! my magic is useless here!"
"this is a magic barrier. it prevents any magic from entering or escaping it!" the pink haired girl took a step closer to asagiri. "if you don't give me your stick now, i'll just have to pry it from your dead body!"
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(y/n) felt a heavy hand on her shoulder shake her awake, releasing her from the odd dream she had. (she was in a school library, kissing some random guy before he rejected her and she bashed his skull against a small school computer until his skull split open (even as his brain began to spill out, she didn't stop), and then proceeded to blame the cause of his death upon a stuffed toy) she was glad to be released from the dream before she got arrested for murder, (as the dream felt a little too real, and if she were to be sent to jail she'd have a panic attack instantly) but disappointed that she had to face reality and deal with the fact that she'd spend her week watching sweaty boys play a sport they'll end up dropping once they graduate.
instead of greeting the karasuno crows who were (oddly) waiting for the students of nekoma to exit the bus, she walked right past everyone and straight towards the gym to search for a corner to curl into for the next week. if she's lucky, maybe the players will finally come to the conclusion that she wants nothing to do with any of them, and take the initiative to do everything for themselves.
"is that your manager?", the boy with the shaved head questioned. "she sure is cold, and she's not even as pretty as kiyoko."
her head whipped around, her (e/c) eyes now staring intensely into the boy who felt the need to compare her to a woman who was obviously a goddess. she sped towards him without breaking eye contact and brought her fist back, only to punch his nose.
blood spurted from the male's nose, getting all over (y/n)'s hand, but she wasn't done yet. she used her clean hand to send a punch straight to his eye, causing him to cry out in pain. kuroo of course ran over to step in, dragging his feral manager away from tanaka with various apologies spilling from his lips till you couldn't understand a word he was saying. if so many people weren't around, she would've taken it even further as to pull out her stick and shoot a beam of energy straight through his heart. if this kiyoko girl wouldn't break it, then she will.
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i based the dream that the reader had after the dream i had last night. bloody violence and all.
