ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖 // 𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕪𝕒 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

𝟛. ℕ𝕠𝕨 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕂𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕄𝕪 ℕ𝕒𝕞𝕖- 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕠𝕝𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤

Shit, that's going to hurt. You thought as you felt your body fall backwards with weight pressing you down quicker than you would have fallen usually.

Your lower body made contact with the floor. You awaited to smack the back of your head against it soon enough.

But...you didn't.

Instead of hard surface, you felt
someone's palm quickly grab it, making sure you wouldn't hurt yourself.

"Whoa, hey there!! You're not Kiyoko. Who are you?"

Your tightly shut eyes fluttered open as soon as you heard someone speak up. You immediately took in the image of a boy with spiky hair and wide eyes as his lower body pushed yours to the ground. Still holding your head firmly above it in a protective way.

He managed to knock me down and lowkey highkey also save me in those few seconds? Impressive.

"Y/n," you observing the boy's features with no shame, "the pleasure is mine," you added ironically.

"Wow Y/n, only a glance was enough to make ya fall for me?" he grinned cheekily, scanning your features as blatantly as you were scanning his.
You squirmed underneath him, trying to free yourself from the prison his body entrapped you in.

"You knocked me over," you growled.

"You meant to say my charm swept you of your feet- Whoa, hey-" he yelped as someone yanked him back, away from you, by the collar of his shirt.
And suddenly you missed the warmth of his body.

"Oh my god, are you okay?"

Your gaze now finally left his face and observed the surroundings as bunch of people ran towards you, making sure you survived the sudden attack.

"You're not hurt are you?" another voice spoke up.

The guy who jumped at you was still hanging by his collar and the other one, who launched at poor Kiyoko was standing up from the floor, rubbing his back in pain. Still, he was curious enough to come over and take a look at you. As if you were an animal in goddamn zoo.

"Did you hit your head?"

"What's your name?

"What are you even doing here?"

God, they are so noisy. There were so many faces. Some familiar, some less. So many voices. So many questions. You felt trapped again as tall figures hovered over you.

What a relief I'm not claustrophobic.
Only my social anxiety kinda sucks right now.

The noise pierced your ears, and your heart began to pound louder and louder. Unpleasant feeling began to rise in your stomach. You felt sick.

Fuck, just don't start crying.

"Hey everyone!" a hand grabbed your wrist, pulling you out of the circle that was created around you, "Calm down!
Y/n is a little shy, give her some space."
It belonged to no other than your short ginger classmate.

I'm not shy, I just don't like people.

With that, everyone took a step back.

"Sorry Y/n, I tried to warn you-"Kiyoko looked at you apologetically.

"N-no, it's okay. I'm fine, really." Your pulse was slowing down as you took deep breaths with gaze fixed on the tips of your shoes. It's okay Y/n, you're fine.
You hoped no one has noticed how close you were to breaking down. Nobody seemed so. But when you laid your eyes upon the short spikey-haired boy, you noticed the way he looked at you. Like someone, who has observed you for a while now. Just as your therapist does. Trying to decipher your expression. To understand your body language.

"Noya, you dumbass, be more careful!" someone shouted.

You ran your palms over the fabric of your skirt and shirt, fixing it a little. Danger of a panic attack had seemed to have disappeared in heavy air as you picked your bag from the ground, pressing it against your chest. The contact brought unexplainable relief.
You observed the beings in front of you, trying to take in as much of them as possible, just like camera lens. But there was so much going on it was almost impossible.

"Ahem, ahem," coughed Hinata, in order to bring your attention upon him. "So, Y/n, let me introduce you. This is Kiyoko, the team's manager, this is Daichi, he's our captain, that over here is Tsukishima, he's quite a big meanie..."

Aaand you zoned out after that. There was no way you would remember all those names anyway, you barely remembered yours.

Your mind wandered elsewhere, but you pretended to be listening.
They all seem rather friendly.
Or... at least most of them.
But those people meant as much to you at this point as maybe the school staff did. Which is not much. They're cool and all, but I doubt our interaction will continue outside this gym after the practice.

"And the guy that knocked you down is our libero Nishinoya himself," said the tangerine boy, sounding almost too proud to be introducing someone so cool in his eyes.

The boy known as Nishinoya flashed a big grin your way once again. You
haven't realized how short he was before. Okay, sorry, not short. Fun sized. He gets boobs in his face.

What's a libero though?

"What's going on? Why are you still in your uniforms?" a man's voice interrupted your little introductory session.

The team's captain bowed down with apology seeping through his lips. "Sorry, coach. We have a visitor today, so we wanted to introduce ourselves. We're on our way to changing room now, sir."

With that the team departed. You followed Kiyoko with the team's coach to the bench and sat down on his command. You didn't exactly expect him to be the owner of that small shop near Karasuno, but it wasn't necessarily an unwelcome discovery.

The gym seemed huge and spacious once again. It was finally quiet for at least a while.

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"Bwahahaha, dudeee! I can't believe how you demolished that girl!!" Tanaka wheezed, pulling a white t-shirt over his head.

Certain spikey-haired short boy who was tying his shoelaces shot a glare his way. He was aware of how badly he could have hurt her. Didn't. But could have.

"I thought it was Kiyoko," he pouted, "so I assumed she will move out of the way like usual."

The team chuckled.

"Hope you enjoyed it. That's probably the closest you'll ever get to a girl," said a blonde with smirk, fixing his thick black glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Huh?! What did you say you punk?!"

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I thought you'd never leave or ever let me be

And now I'm with some other boys yeah

I'm like socially free so won't you make it with me
Won't you make it with me?