The next morning, we showed up to the courts in cute, baggy clothes, ready to watch the volleyball practice.
As we entered the gym my ears perked at the rhythmic sound of the ball being spiked across the court as team "Karasuno" faced off against their competition. An unknown team that seemed just as put together.
We took our seats in the bleachers, my head was spiraling due to my late night. Staying up and thinking about all the possibilities. I mean- what kind of attention are these guys looking for?
The game was intense, with Kageyama showcasing his precise sets and powerful spikes, earning cheers from the small crowd gathered to watch. I couldn't help but be impressed by the teamwork and skill on display as Karasuno fought fiercely for every point.
As the game reached a crucial moment, Kageyama seemed to advance even further, setting up a perfect opportunity for hinata to score.
caught up in the excitement, we cheered loudly for Kageyama, causing him to blush and glance over at us with a mix of embarrassment and gratitude. Specifically... at me.
The rest of the game unfolded and we watched casually, occasionally exchanging comments about their techniques and making jokes about how we were more flexible.
The game was pretty entertaining though, I even put a pause on the daydreaming.Kageyama's skill and passion would definitely leave a lasting impression on me.
(^_-)Kageyama's POV:The game had ended with a satisfying victory for Karasuno, and as we made our way to the dining hall for breakfast, I couldn't shake off the feeling of Y/N's cheering echoing in my mind.
Nishinoya and Tsukishima, being the relentless tease and sarcastic duo they were, wasted no time in poking fun at me.
"Hey, Kageyama, looks like you've got some fans," Nishinoya grinned, nudging me playfully.
Tsukishima added with a smirk, "Yeah, I think they were cheering for you more than the whole team combined."
I rolled my eyes, trying to brush off their comments. But deep down, I couldn't deny the warmth that spread through me at the thought of Y/N's support during the game. She looked so cute in those baggy clothes, I should have asked her for her number.
Messaging her in private would make things easier.As we settled down to eat, the conversation drifted to the girls' gymnastics practice. I listened intently, my mind filled with images of Y/N flipping and bending all sorts of ways. There was something mesmerizing about the thought.
An idea sparked among us as we finished our meals. "What if we go watch their practice?"Hinata suggested, excitement lighting up his eyes.
Tsukishima smirked. "I'm sure Kageyama would love that." Again I pretended to ignore him.
I felt a mix of anticipation and nervousness at the prospect of seeing Y/N in her element. But more than that, I couldn't shake off the slight jealousy I felt imagining other guys watching her practice. I mean... something in me wanted her to myself.
Without hesitation, we rushed through our breakfast and headed out, determined to find the girls' gymnastics session and maybe catch a glimpse of y/n in a sexy pose.
We happened to arrive at the girls' practice just in time to witness them doing split stretches, their bodies showcasing flexibility and strength. Being the typical boys we were, my friends couldn't help but laugh and fawn over the girls' impressive skills.
"Wow, look at them go," Tanaka exclaimed, admiration evident in his voice. Maybe a hint of attraction as well.
Sugawara chuckled, nodding in agreement. "They've got some cute bodies too."
The comment caused a ripple of laughter, but our amusement was short-lived as the coach's stern voice cut through the air.
"Boys, what do you think you're doing here?" the coach scolded, her eyes narrowing at our loud behavior. Damn- I didn't mean to cause a scene.
Jenna, who had been focused on her stretches, couldn't help but shoot an annoyed glance at the boys. "Great, now we've attracted unwanted attention." She snuffed-
Mei, always composed, tried to hide her amusement but couldn't suppress a small smile. She knew they were here to gawk at y/n. It was so obvious.
Y/N, feeling a sense of embarrassment couldn't help but find the situation somewhat funny "They're... staring right at us." She whispered.
Clarissa, with her usual confidence, shrugged. "At least they appreciate our hard work, even if they're being loud about it." How naive.
As the coach continued to scold the boys and ushered them out of the gym, the girls shared amused glances and went back to their practice, the brief interruption adding a touch of humor to their training session.
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FanficPart 2 of training camp takes a spin off the original training camp x reader. With y/n the main protagonist finding her way into the middle of a love circle. Enamored with various boys. Her inner conflict comes from not knowing if her actions will b...