Short-ish oneshot love stories between you (Y/N) and members of the Aoba Johsai team. Characters include: Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Matsukawa, Hanamaki, Kyotani, Yahaba, Kindaichi, Kunimi and Watari. Y/N in this story is depicted as gender-neutral so all re...
A start of a new week, and a mediocre one at that. It's the fourth week starting your high school life, normally it's quite daunting however you don't shiver towards the concept of a new stage in life. You are currently studying and performing through a Dance major, in which the majority of your schedule is an ordeal of dancing that you fight endless battles through. You have just begun a hip-hop/street dance project which you are a third way through, a couple of the guys in the Dance course already had legs that gave way but you fought through as your support was made of steel.
For saying that it was the fourth week of the first year in high school it was dragging more than an anchor on the seabed. There are twenty minutes before your first lesson starts which is your theory lesson, how unfortunate for a Monday morning. And due to the time you have left, you decide to head towards the corridor where your locker was present. Luckily your locker was situated on ground level because you asked to have that arrangement in place due to all of your dance classes, theory and practical taking place on ground level. You never really took interest in anything above, classes, extracurricular clubs apart from dance rehearsals after schedule finish, etcetera, simply because you are a mundane individual, no offense.
