The girl woke up extra early that day. Why? She had a training camp in Tokyo starting that day and lasting for the next three days.
It was 5:40 in the morning, and she had to be at school by 6:30. She double-checked to ensure she had everything she needed. This was the first time she would be traveling without her parents, and she was undeniably on edge. The ride to Tokyo was about six hours, with stops throughout the day, extending the journey to around eight hours. This meant the team would arrive around 2 or 3 o'clock. The itinerary from the hosting school, Fukurodani, stated that the players would eat lunch, then do drills, and later have dinner. This gave Sachi an opportunity to have some time to relax before photographing the players. She smiled before reading the clock: 5:50. She had to leave now.
She enjoyed her surroundings as she made her way to school. It was only a twenty-minute walk, but she wanted to be early to get a good seat and make a good impression. Sachi wore a pair of white Aoba Johsai teal joggers and a white t-shirt, also courtesy of Aoba Johsai. Her jacket was wrapped around her waist. The walk to the school was silent; it had been a while since she had been up this early. The silence was almost unnerving, but she didn't mind—it only made her music louder. The song blasting through her ears made her unaware of her surroundings as she aimlessly looked at her phone, which was both a blessing and a curse. At that moment, it was a curse.
A man latched onto her shoulder, making her stumble. "Sachii-chann," the voice groaned out, "don't ignore me!" The person's voice was so oddly pitched that it broke through both the noise-canceling and music of the girl's headphones. "What the hell do you think you're doing, Oikawa?" she said with an unwavering tone. "Didn't your mom tell you not to sneak up on girls—especially not to latch onto them?" Oikawa just huffed, pushed himself off of her with an exasperated look, and kept walking, which, for some reason, pissed Sachi off more than if he had responded in his baby voice. She grumbled but decided she wasn't going to let him ruin her mood, so she let it go, figuring it was easier to focus on her phone and music than the presence of the unwanted boy.
The weather was warm and welcoming. The sun was mostly risen at this point but still cloudy, providing good weather conditions for the two teens lugging their luggage a good distance. Sachi was currently enamored with the feeling of warmth and how it made her feel as she walked while looking at her phone. This feeling didn't last for long.
"Sachi!" A loud horn pierced through the muff of her headphones, and a strong force caused her to fall into a hard object. "What the hell are you doing?" No words came out of her mouth as she just watched Oikawa stabilize her. "I get if you don't like hearing me and paying attention to me, but at least pay attention to everything else," he ruffled his hand through his hair, just staring at the girl. "Ah— I'm sorry," she had no urge to fight the man who saved her life. "Agh... let's just go," he picked up the bags that had fallen on the floor in the process, one being his and the other being Sachi's. "I'll take it, Oikawa, it's alright," she tried to get the bag back, but her attempt failed miserably. "I don't need you to focus on carrying the bag and getting hit by another car," he said. The two walked for a short moment before he continued, "I mean if you get hit by a car, who'll take pictures of me?" His teasing tone calmed her down a little and created a better atmosphere..
With that, the two of them reached the bus in front of the school that would be taking them to the camp. Most of the team was already there. Due to the incident, they were barely making it on time; it was 6:26. "Sorry we're late, there was an incident but we're here now, let's go!" His loud voice dragged the attention of more than just the coaches, but also the players. And with the players came whispers: What's Oikawa-senpai doing with Sachi? Why's he holding her stuff? Are they dating? These comments seemed to snap her out of her post-car-accident trance and put her back in her "I don't like Oikawa" mindset.
Sachi let the boy put the bags in the compartments connected to the bottom inside of the bus, as she made her way inside. Since she ran late there were slim pickings when it came to seats. Most of the boys were doubled up or had their legs stretched along the seat next to them, and the occasional spare bag taking up a seat. After a few awkward moments, she finally found a seat that was empty. It was by the wheel of the bus, which was avoided as no one wanted the bumpiness to disrupt their ride. Sachi didn't really mind all that much though, as long as it was a window and no one was sitting next to her she truly did not care.
She slid into the comfortable seat and pulled her phone out, her headphones automatically reconnecting. She took this time to scroll through her Instagram, looking at posts, stalking, and overall just doing whatever. Though her peace was once again short-lived.
Oikawa was looming over her eagerly trying to squeeze into the seat next to her with Iwaizumi sliding into the seat one over from them. "I know you saved me and all earlier, which I'm grateful for really, but this doesn't make us friendly enough to sit next to each other for eight hours," she said while trying to push him from entering the seat further, him not budging. "Yeah, but I have to keep an eye on you," pushing the girl back with stronger force and sitting himself in the seat, "you might have brain damage from hitting my chest too hard so it's my responsibility to watch over you!" Sachi looked over to Iwaizumi who just gave her a look that said, 'let him do what he wants and maybe he'll leave you alone later,' so she caved and allowed the eager brunette to sit next to her.
"Alright guys, we're off!" Coach Irihata yelled from the front of the bus. The next 15 minutes of the trip were actually nice; Oikawa kept to himself and left Sachi alone, though he did occasionally sneak glances at her whenever she'd move in the slightest. He was still worried about the accident earlier; she was pretty shaken up and seemed less with it. Or maybe she was with it and wanted his attention, which is why she was playing so hard to get. That's what he came up with. He smirked a little. 'I suppose I'll keep playing this game of cat and mouse because you're interesting.'
Sachi, however, noticed his constant looks anytime she moved unbeknownst to him, which caused her to move more often, shifting under his intense gaze that would come on and off every second. 'God, is he obsessed with me or something?' That was the conclusion Sachi had come up with. She just hoped this bus ride would end at this point.
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sorry for the late updates the school year is ending and I have exams. but chapter 5 is almost done being written so I hope to have it up by Sunday <3
