kageyama and y/n's secret relationship is thriving,
that is until a photo of them is captured by oikawa tooru.
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[kageyama x fem reader]
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#2 in work in progress
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2:31 p.m.
Y/NNN
WILL YOU COME TO OUR PRACTICE TODAY
3:00 p.m.
why would i do that
am i your mom
kys ❤️
wtf
aren't you playing rn
well you see
????
😠
oh
HAGAHAHSHSG
mf benchwarmer 😹
DIE
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KARASUNO VS SEIJOH
23 | 20
the ball falls on seijoh's side of the court, earning another point for karasuno.
yachi erases the 3 and marks a 4 over it with the chalk in her hands. kiyoko looks over at the scoreboard, "i think they're gonna lose." she remarks bluntly. kiyoko adjust her glasses, "yeah." she agreed softly, "ever since their year 3's graduated, they're not as good."
kyotani spikes the ball over the net when it's passed to him, shotting the ball right through karasuno's blocker. the ball makes hard contact with the floor before bouncing off.
"okay then, maybe i was wrong." yachi says to herself, watching kiyoko write the score this time.
then when someone from seijoh serves, noya receives it and kageyama quickly sets it just over the net, securing the defeat of seijoh.
"okay, nevermind." the blonde quickly wipes off the 4, now scribbling the number until it showed. 25|21.
"karasuno wins!" kiyoko announces, and the team gets all excited. they all cheer and hug.
yachi spots oikawa sitting at the side with a clipboard, with an indescribable expression of blankness on his face. she looks over to kiyoko and whispers, "he doesn't look happy."
OIKAWA (pov)
this was the second loss of the day for seijoh.
now i know what you're thinking. i already graduated, but i was still here in school watching volleyball.
why? so basically, i got pretty bored while waiting for university to start, so me and iwaizumi decided to help coach and facilitate the team, cause we weren't able to play for them anymore.
obviously.
was it a good idea? well
"guys it's okay! we'll get the next round, for sure!" kindaichi encourages as they start walking back to the bleachers.
"shut the hell up." mad dog says to him.
"guys, can we be more peaceful please?" i suggest, glaring at him while i do so.
he simply looks at me, ignoring, then walking away. i heave a tired sigh and lean my head back on the wall. the other's flay to their water bottles, laying down on the floor. iwaizumi is beside me, and he just crosses his arms looking at them.
as subtly as i can, i give iwa a look of "we are doomed!" he follows up with a look on his face that screams, "i know."
coach huddles the rest of them up and gives them advice. i'm thinking of ways on how to improve the team's play, but then, something distracts me.
the certain screech of a female voice is what makes my ears perk up. when i look up, i see a girl in a uniform entering the hall and running to karasuno's side, jumping up and down.
i noticed how she ran to that green haired boy first, and specifically celebrated with him.
the rest of the seijoh team was pretty bummed out, standing there in front of coach and everything, but that wasn't what i was focused on.
and i know, i should probably be thinking about the match... but i'm really distracted.
my eyes can't help but to trail off to that girl again who's now running around with yamaguchi. something about her seemed rather familiar.
"hurry up!" she laughs as he's trailing behind her.
maybe her voice? or the way she ran?
the nameless girl linking arms with the wimpy server, passing the glasses with their tongues out, high fiving with shoyo.
so she's a first year, i guess.
but interactions were things were different with the king. when she ran past him, she never even acknowledged him, like they had never talked before. it seems like the both of them purposely avoid eyes, at that.
that's like, kind of weird?
i mean i know, it's blatantly obvious that kageyama was awkward as hell, and that any interaction with him wouldn't be much
but for some reason, the image of the two of them strikes my mind, deja vu.
"oikawa."
do i remember her from somewhere?
"bastard!"
the rough and familiar voice caught my attention, and i peel my eyes off to be faced with iwaizumi.
"are you distracted with something?" he was curious.
i'm unsure if I'm supposed to be saying what was on my mind, he'd probably call me a creep for focusing my attention on a presumable first year girl. it's not like that, i swear. "nope, nothing at all." i think of the fastest excuse i got, getting up and going to the toilet instead.
AUTHOR NOTE
uh oh... we have a villian in this story 😤😤😤
also guys i think i have hit talking stage gold. i like this guy so much i think i'm gonna die. PLEASEEE
