Today was, as the title states, just another boring day. You woke up, got ready, went to school. Nothing too interesting. But, after school, your mom sent you to run errands. Damn it.
She asked you to go to the store to get:
-eggs
-milk
-chicken nuggets
-shampoo
You weren't particularly excited for this, I mean, who would be?
But, you went anyway, well, you had to. :/
You put on an outfit, a cute one, who knows, you mays see some pretty boys there. Or girls, either way, you couldn't look shitty.
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You wore the outfit above this text :P (not mine)
You drove off in your car, a pink Volkswagen, it's adorable with heart lights. <3
You arrived at Walmart lol and got out of the car, it was cloudy but not raining. You love this weather. You begun walking into the store with your usual confident, uncaring stride. You grabbed a basket for the items, you put it into your notes app because you can't remember shit.
You walked down to the produce aisle and, out of the corner of your eye, you saw a tall boy. He had brown fluffy hair and a punchable face. He was wearing the outfit under this.
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(Not mine)
He had a similar style to yours, which you found attractive. He was alone and holding a loaf of milk bread. He walked down the aisle with the same confidence in his walk you had. He stopped next to you.
"Milk? Are you baking something?" Said the boy.
"Uh, no. My mom sent me to buy this, i dunno." You found it so strange, yet intriguing, how he could just way he could just walk up to someone and talk to them.
"Ohhhh. Cool. I'm Oikawa." He smiled. You smiled back shyly then placed the milk in your basket.
"I'm y/n."
"Nice name."
"Thanks." What does he want? Why is he talking to me?
You looked down at what he was holding. You felt sudden bravery and asked, "What's with he bread?"
"Oh, uh, it's my favorite food."
"Nice. I like gummy bears."
~~~~~~~~OIKAWA POVVVVVV~~~~~~~~
She's so pretty. Am I being weird? Should I leave? Oh my god, I'm gonna have a panic attack. Oh shit, she said something. "Oh my god, same. They're delicious, honestly."
We were both quiet for a bit. I need to break the silence, I don't want her to leave thinking, 'that guy was weird' or something.
"So, uh, where do you go to school?" WHAT THE FUCK??? THAT WAS SO WEIRD!!!! OH MY GOD, I SHOULD JUST LEAVE
"I go to Karasuno, you?"
"Aoba Johsai." Oh. She didn't seem too freaked out. Good, good. But i should leave her alone, I'm probably scaring this poor introvert.
"Do you play volleyball?"
"Yeah, how'd you know?" The hell?
"You're tall. I dunno, intuition?"
"Hmm, okay. Why do you ask?" She seems interesting.
"I'm the ref for the up-coming game between your and my school."
"What? How old are you?" Wait, should I ask stuff like this? She doesn't look like and adult..
"I'm in my second year, they're just short staffed."
"Oh, okay." I should get her number, I don't want it to be awkward this weekend at the game. I'm absolutely gonna talk to her then.
"What's your number?" Wait, what if she gives me a fake one?
She gave me her number.
I put it in my phone. "Thanks." I smiled and dashed off, face kinda red from asking. I can't believe i got it, though, I'm so fucking happy, holy shit.
~~~~~~~~YOUR POVVVVVVVVV~~~~~~~~
He walked off, smiling. No way this wasn't set up or something. I seriously doubt bro would ask for my number. Eh, whatever.
You left the store with the stuff your mom asked for. And a few snacks.
