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"y/n! we need the budget reports!" nishimiya shouted across the room as she was getting ready for the council meeting. "i had it right here!" you said pulling on the roots of your hair. "uh—did you check the drawers?" she questioned. "yes! like the other 24 times!" you dug your nails into your arm. "where did i leave it—" you said getting up and pacing. you took a swift look at the trash you were passing by. budget reports. read the packet. you grabbed to stack of sticky papers. "how did it end up here—" you cut your self off as you remembered throwing a stack of papers away unknowingly. "fuck! im so stupid!" you groaned at you tried copying down the messed up writing on the paper. "y/n? are you okay? youve been lacking off, like your distracted?" nishimiya pondered. you froze. "d-distracted?" your mouth was left an agape. people had mixed up feelings about you, hardworking, unreserved, punctual, but never distracted. "yea, is there something the matter?" nishimiya asked with a genuinely concerned frown. "no, i probably studied to much last night." you let out an awkward laugh. "okay, well if you need me, ill be in the committee room," she grinned as she waved. "alright." you huffed sitting down on your chair. you rubbed your templates. "i shouldnt be lacking off, I should be working harder instead." you banged your clenching fist against your desk. "you okay, prez." you jerked at the other voice in the room. "you really have to stop doing that," you groaned lifting your head up. "maybe you should take a break?" kuroo revealed himself as he leaned against the desk. "i cant even so, im behind in my work." you leaned your head against your palm. "i could help you with it, if youd like." kuroo started. "but only if you take a short break." kuroo stared into your half-lidded eyes. "i told you i cant." you begged pulling out a folder full of days worth of work. "y/n, just a bit, okay?" kuroo tapped your shoulder. "i said no! if i keep lacking off, i wont be worthy of the spot as president! everyone will think of me as lazy and careless! i cant have breaks!" you had an angry outburst. "y/n—" kuroo yelped before you collapsed in his arms. "you shouldnt put so much pressure on yourself." kuroo sighed as he lifted you up into his warmth.
you blinked wincing at the brightness of the sunlight. rubbing your eyes, you sat up. "huh?" you mumbled realizing your surroundings. "you finally woke up," your mom smiled as she saw your conscious figure. "what happened?" you questioned. "your friend bought you home saying you collapsed. i told you not to over work yourself." she frowned while caressing your hands. "what time is it?" you puzzled. "6:27" she read the clock. "my shift—" your mom shook her head. "ive already called they weren't that busy anyway." you pursed your lips. "im sorry, mom." you were disappointed in yourself. "its okay, honey. make sure you get rest." she kissed your forehead. "oh, and your friend left his notes in your bag." she smiled before exiting the room. you put your attention to your bag, debating whether or not to get your work done. with your condition, youd most likely go crazy at the sight of work so you didnt worry about it. instead, you grabbed the black notebook that seemed to be his notes. surprisingly, he was neat and quite smart. not bad for a school player. you chuckled. 'were not even in the same class, dumbass.'
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𝖺/𝗇— just wanna put it out there, the last sentence was not intended to rhyme. 😐