𝗰𝗮𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝘁𝘀 彡 𝐭.𝐤𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐲𝐚𝐦𝐚 (𝗿𝗲𝗯𝗼𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘃𝗲𝗿.)

⤷ 07,, not a chance

"Yo, bitches."

You almost drop your cup with hot coffee on the ground while your eyes widen. You place your hand on your chest and sigh, "Gee, Tsumu, knock first before you open the damn door."

"I'm sorry," he says with a chuckle.

The blond haired guy walks towards the couch and plops down next to Haruko, leaning over his shoulder to see what the guy is doing. Haruko pushes him away. "What the hell are you doing?"

"We are here to ask Riles for a favour."

"We?" you ask with a frown. "You're literally the only one here."

Suna, Kaykay and Osamu walk into the dorm on queue. "Yea, we," Kaykay says with a smile. "Atsumu was faster, he literally ran here for some reason."

"And by we, they just mean Kaykay and Atsumu, because me and Osamu already said no to this."

"Why do you want to ask me a favour? And what is it? What stupid plan do you two have planned?"

"You're going to be the manager of our volleyball team."

You start to laugh, almost dropping your coffee again. Who the hell do they think you are? You're not stupid.

"Not a chance, Tsumu."

"Why not?" Atsumu groans, a pout around his lips. "We need you to be the manager!"

"Because being the manager in high school only bought me stupid things. It was somewhat alright doing that during high school, but I'm not going through that shit again. Why can't Kaiya do it? Or why don't you ask Rin?"

"Because their coach already asked me to be the photographer for the team," she says as she walks out of her bedroom. She has her hair up in a bun, with her curtain bangs hanging in front of her eyes. She actually needs to get her bangs done again because they're getting too long now.

"These four years are nothing compared to high school!" Kaykay says with a big smile. "I don't see your problem!"

"You're fucking insane, I'm not doing that shit again. Go ask someone else, maybe Rin wants to do it or whatever," you say with a scoff.

"Rileyyyy, why not?" Atsumu whines, now leaning over the back of the couch to look at you with his puppy eyes. He has his lips pouted and holds his hands together to plead. "We really need you!"

"Ask Rin," you say, "I'm not doing it."

"They already asked her. She doesn't want to be our manager because Kuroo is in the team, and I get it," Osamu says, snacking from a bag of chips. "I wouldn't want to be the manager of my ex's team either."

"Where the hell did you get that from?" you ask with frown as you see the bag of chips. It looks strangely familiar.

He shrugs. "The cupboards in your kitchen."

You gasp. "Oh! You thief."

"Riles, come on, we won't have a manager if you won't be ours!"

"Absolutely not, Tsumu. I'm done with all that volleyball crap. I'm happy that you guys like the sport, but I'm not going to be there again. I don't like it," you say with a sigh. "I also have enough on my plate with my studies. I heard we have quite a few projects that we have to work on and it's going to be busy. I don't have the time."

"Tsk, you're mean."

"I'm sure there are more people that want to be the fucking manager, Tsumu," you say. You roll your eyes. "Don't be so dramatic. Just design some flyers and hang them in the hallways."