ready to enter the court?
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a story in which a model gets all of japan to fall for her. well, maybe not ALL of japan.
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hq!various x fem!reader
12 players on the court. ♡
started - june 30th, 2023
// anime & characte...
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once nishinoya yū found out that his second-year manager was just a class away, he put in great efforts to visit her. even just catching a glimpse of her was enough bc yeahhhhh heart eyes 🙏
however, the manager was currently resting on her desk, no surprise to ennoshita and narita, though, who often had to deal with her sleepy ass. narita kept poking her face down head with concern, although he did find it amusing whenever y/n would just randomly shut down after class. "is she dead?"
"i hope so."
"fuck you, enno." a voice mumbled from the desk beneath them.
"oh, not dead," ennoshita smirked while packing up the girl's things for her into her schoolbag. as he placed her pencil case inside one of the pockets, he looked up again. "hey, you functioning now?"
"we have to get ready for club, y/n! we're going to leave you here," narita warned, slinging his bag over his shoulder. y/n mumbled an answer as he and ennoshita made their way out of the classroom. on their way out, they ran into a gleeful nishinoya skipping his way to the door of their class.
"oh, nishinoya. here for y/n?" ennoshita questioned, to which the short boy nodded enthusiastically. "cool, wake her up for us then."
"will do!" noya saluted while the other second-years finally headed to the club room. the energetic one turned around and entered class 2-4, his eyes immediately finding the person he came here for. as soon as his gaze landed on her, nishinoya felt at ease. calm. his always buzzing brain went steady as he focused on the seemingly asleep y/n. he walked over at an average pace, in an effort to not suddenly wake the girl and frighten her. however,
"hi, noya," a muffled voice greeted from the desk. y/n remained still at her spot, her head still resting on her arms as her voice overtook the silence of the classroom.
nishinoya screamed, "EEK, y/n!! how'd you know i was here??" he froze in place, being caught off guard by her sudden greeting. he could've sworn she was asleep.
"oh," she finally picked her head up to look at the boy, then stared at him with a blank face as she spoke, "i could hear your thoughts, of course."
"wh- what?? REALLY??"
"yes, i'm psychic." y/n tried keeping a straight face, but an amused smile showed itself on her expression shortly after. nishinoya grinned himself as he skipped over to her desk, then leaned against the window as the girl stood up.
