It's Just A Crush

Chapter 6

"Hey," Tanaka mumbled to Suguwara, "They still aren't talking,?"

His eyes were pinned to the tall smartass and Suzuki; their fronts turned away from each other; but like magnets that attract, they were a few metres apart. Daichi overheard Tanaka and chimed in.

"Even though they don't talk to each other, I can't always help but notice they are still close together,"

They nodded in agreement.

"Yeah well. Kageyama and Hinata still aren't talking as well,"

The silver-haired third-year couldn't help but drown himself in worries.

Meanwhile, Suzuki waited for her turn to get on the bus, Yachi went ahead to support a few bags that could topple over. Shizimu was also inside, triple-checking the items they might need in case a problem arose. And finally, Suzuki was outside with a few folders of documents to keep herself occupied.

                 She could feel Tsukishima's presence near her, overwhelming Yamaguchi's who stood next to his best friend carefree.

"Idiot," the first-year manager couldn't help but think of those four eyeglasses. "Why are you still near me?"

Tsukishima also felt her presence near him, suffocating his best friend.

"Stupid," he couldn't help but curse, "You have this big space and you decide to stand near me,"

"Just admit you don't want to be away from each other," Yamaguchi thought.

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Karasuno arrived at the training camp, being greeted by a few Nekoma member. They got a tour of the place before they settled and warmed up for their match; by then the coaches and a few managers went their separate ways.

               As the practices started, Suzuki was sitting in the cafeteria by herself, surrounded by documents and a gloomy atmosphere. A few managers and helpers were in the kitchen preparing lunch and snacks for the others.

Suzuki couldn't help but sit there, staring at the documents whilst reminiscing the conversation with Ukai.

"Uh~ Suzuki-san,"

The first-year manager turned around after hearing her name and spotting Coach Ukai with stacks of paper. She responded suspiciously.

"Yes?"

There was a sudden pause on his part that caused Suzuki to analyse his expression; sweat forming on his forehead, the lack of eye contact and the hand rubbing the back of his head. What slightly made her more suspicious, was the large stack in his other hand.

"Uh~ you see. . ." He began, smiling nervously, "I made a bet with the coach from Nekoma to see who would win. . . and he betted with paperwork for the training camp since I told him we relied on you with it . . ."

Before he could continue, she already knew what he was asking for; sighing softly and reaching her arms forward.

"You can give it to me. I'll have it done as soon as I can"