𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓐𝓬𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓼:𝓞𝓲𝓴𝓪𝔀𝓪 𝔁 𝓨/𝓷

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 1:𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕹𝖊𝖜 𝕬𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖑

First day of the new school year at Aoba Johsai High was always an exciting time. It was filled with the bustling energy of reunited friends and eager anticipation of new beginnings Students chatted animatedly in the hallways. They shared stories of their summers. They speculated about the year to come.

Amidst the lively commotion a lone figure made their way through the throngs. Their steps were measured and unhurried. It was (Y/n), the newest transfer student. Their arrival had already sent ripples of curiosity through the student body.

As (Y/n) stepped into their assigned classroom a hush fell over the room. All eyes turned to the newcomer. They sized them up with open fascination. Oikawa Tooru, the renowned volleyball captain and self-proclaimed "King of Aoba Johsai" was no exception. His gaze, sharp and discerning locked onto (Y/n) the moment they entered.

There was something about this new student that captivated him. An aura of quiet confidence and intellectual prowess set them apart from rest. Oikawa had always prided himself on being center of attention. He was the one who commanded the spotlight. But in the presence of (Y/n) he found his magnetism dimming. It was overshadowed by sheer force of their presence.

(Y/n) seemingly unaffected by stares of their peers made their way to an empty seat. It was near back of classroom. With a nod of acknowledgment to teacher, they settled in. Their gaze fixed straight ahead. They betrayed no outward signs of discomfort. Or nervousness.

Oikawa ever the observant strategist couldn't help but be intrigued. Unlike the legion of fans that typically surrounded him (Y/n) appeared indifferent. They were a puzzle. A challenge that Oikawa was determined to solve.

As the lesson commenced Oikawa found himself stealing frequent glances at back of (Y/n)'s head. His mind whirring with questions. Who was this enigmatic newcomer? What secrets did they hold? Most importantly, how could he get them to notice him?

Little did Oikawa know his efforts to capture (Y/n)'s attention would soon set in motion a chain of events. These events would forever alter the course of his life. This was no ordinary transfer student. This was force to be reckoned with. One that would test the very foundations of Oikawa's carefully constructed world.

The teacher called for the class's attention. All eyes immediately turned to the front of the room. (Y/n) stood there. Their gaze coolly appraised the sea of curious faces.

It was impossible not to be captivated by their presence. (Y/n)'s features were delicate and refined. Their skin flawless and radiant. But there was a quiet strength and intelligence. It emanated from them drawing the eye and commanding respect. Even the most ardent of Oikawa's fan girls found themselves momentarily transfixed. Their adoration for their beloved captain was temporarily overshadowed by the newcomer's allure.

"Class I'd like to introduce our new transfer student (Y/n)," the teacher announced. They gestured towards (Y/n). "Please make them feel welcome."

With slight nod (Y/n) spoke. Their voice was soft yet carried resonance that filled the room. "It's pleasure to meet you all. I look forward to learning alongside with all of you."

As (Y/n) took their seat class erupted into hushed murmuring. Students whispered eagerly about the new arrival. Oikawa, for his part remained uncharacteristically silent. His gaze was fixed intently on the back of (Y/n)'s head.

The lesson that followed was an English class. This was a subject that Oikawa typically excelled in. Today, however his attention was divided. His mind was constantly drawn back to enigmatic (Y/n). He watched, fascinated as transfer student answered every question effortlessly. Their responses were fluid and articulate.

It was clear to Oikawa that (Y/n) was no ordinary student. Their knowledge and intellectual prowess were truly exceptional. They put even best and brightest of Aoba Johsai to shame. Yet they remained unfazed. Their expression betrayed no hint of pride or arrogance.

As class drew to a close Oikawa found himself filled with growing sense of both admiration and frustration. This was challenge unlike any he had faced before. It was a puzzle that refused to be easily unraveled. Deep down, he knew if he was to truly conquer (Y/n)'s heart and mind he would need to push himself to new heights.

With a determined glint in his eyes, Oikawa gathered his belongings. His gaze was once again drawn to retreating form of (Y/n). This was only the beginning. He told himself the real chase was about to begin.