How you get the girl- T. Oikawa

2-spare desk

A/n sorry for disappearing for a year (even though I don't have many readers) I just wasn't motivated to write and was getting out of haikyuu when I started writing these fics, but I've been getting more into it now. (I also may update the atsu fic but idk)

A transfer student needed two things.

First: friends. Which sounded sad but it was the truth. Of course, you had friends that you still kept in contact with from home but time differences made you feel more and more isolated from them.

The second was dependent on the other: a place to eat lunch. You wanted to find a good spot with people you liked. While people had been nice, your serious course load made it hard to talk to people in class.

Today was your first official day. No student services and class registration, just class. You went to class for a few minutes once all of your paper work was organized in the office, but once you introduced yourself there wasn't much time left in the day, you didn't even have time to find a desk.

Today though, as you looked at the class number, the second highest class, you were worried. You'd been with the same people in the same neighborhood schools your whole life. Your friends saved seats for you and things never changed.

In that extra second that it took for you to worry, you heard a voice behind you.

"Hey," he said singsongly. You turned to be met with two of the spiky black haired players. "Y/n right? I'm matsukawa."

"Yeah."

Iwaizumi opens the door and motioned for you then the other player to go in.

You looked around, most people were in their seats already and that same feeling from earlier came creeping up again.

"Shoot," Matsukawa said from behind you.

"I'll find a desk in another class, I think there's some spares in the next room," Iwaizumi said, almost finishing Matsukawa's thought.

He nodded, signalling for you to follow.

The two of you walked out of the class with about five minutes to spare before the bell. You followed behind him awkwardly.

"Oikawa," he said in a louder, more commanding voice than you had previously heard. "You got any spare desks?"

"Yeah um." he stood up and looked for one. "I don't think anyone's sitting there," he walked towards a desk and picked it up. "Is this for y/n," he said it like it was a question towards iwaizumi, but looked at you as your name flew out of his mouth.

"Yeah, I was gonna take it back to our class–"

"I got it," Oikawa said, and started walking.

"Okay." Iwaizumi raised a brow at the action.

Once all of you got back to the classroom oikawa asked where you wanted the desk

"In front of mine!" Matsukawa yelled from the very back row of the class where he sat. 

He placed it just as the bell rung and the teacher walked in. You quickly thanked him before he ran out to get to his own class.