𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤!

𝐜𝐡. 𝟐

𝙲𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺 !
╰► @𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻
track 2 : upset, brent faiyaz (2023)

ch 2.
the ropes

you both stood, looking at each other in literal disbelief.

of course the one guy you bump into, call a bitch, and expeditiously speed off on is overlooking you on your first day.

"why the fuck did they even hire you- you know what, none of my business lets get this over with.." he trailed off,  pulling out the envelope with your new hire nametag, " ...y/n."

you rolled your eyes, snatching it from his hands before putting it on.

kageyama sighed, shoving his hands in his pockets before gesturing with his head for you to follow his lead.

𝙲𝙻𝙾𝙲𝙺𝚆𝙾𝚁𝙺 !
╰► @𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻

you looked around, looking at all the men working efficiently or even exchanging words and laughs once and awhile. the office was bustling with people to say the least.

'is there no girls in my department?-

"alright, here's the sports marketing section. we all work usually in both areas but specialize in one, you'll start off in marketing with the other rookies." he smirked, and you rolled your eyes, again.

"keep doing that and they'll get stuck behind your head." he commented, a snarky chuckle coming after.

"id rather have them be stuck back there then look at your ugly face." you retorted, looking around. you knew so much, yet were still considered a rookie.

"that was a childish ass response , y/n. very unprofessional." kageyama again replied, sarcasm falling off his tongue, "you sure you're cut out for this sweetheart? what made you wanna reach for a hot shot position anyways?" he questioned, looking down at you now. it was supposed to be condescending, but he was sort of  interested.

you looked anywhere but into this piercing eyes that you hate to admit were actually intimidating, "i graduated early and went to college for sports design and medicine, I traveled overseas, graduated in the honors program in america while interning for their national volleyball team."

'i have yet to have an opportunity to show my ideas for sports design, though..'

kageyama nodded, "well alright then.."

'impressive.'

he continued walking, and honestly in heels it was hard to keep up with his long strides.

although he didn't care.

'my feet are gonna have bunions after this shit.'

kageyama opened the door to one of the rooms on the left, revealing a coffee maker, a bowl filled with candies, a basket full of snacks, a mini fridge, and three circle tables.

"oh hey kageyama!!" bokuto smiled, and then shifted his eyes downwards to you.

'it's her!!!!'

"hello, you-

as soon as bokuto started talking the tall male shut the door. rude.

"as expected, this is the break room. you'll have to check your schedule and see what time you have your lunch. some days, it's busy and we have either no lunch or you eat on the go. your choice." he concluded, walking away again.

you continued following him around the building, you even went to floor 44 as well, learning it was also apart of your department.

"this line of work is competitive, y/n. there's a lot of people working here, but the question is.." he opened the door to one of the large design rooms, people prancing from corner to corner and board to board coming up with either newer sport equipment or uniforms for some of the most well known sports teams in the country, "what's going to make you stand out, what about you is special?"

you peered in, a smile you couldn't help but form came onto your face as your eyes sweeped the room.

'this is where i need to be, i want to be big.'

your irises for one of the few times finally looked directly into kageyama's, determination filled in them, "ill show you someday."

he nodded, his firm yet intrigued face looking straight into your direction just as it had done previously,

"looking forward to it, ms y/n."

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