One and Only | Osamu Miya X OC

Chapter 14

Narrator's POV:

The roar of the crowd was deafening as Inarizaki High's volleyball team secured their victory. Tears of joy streamed down the faces of the players, a mixture of relief and elation. They bowed respectfully to their opponents, exchanged handshakes, and then retreated to their bench, the weight of the intense match finally lifting.

Osamu and his teammates, still trembling with the residual adrenaline, drank water, their celebratory cries gradually subsiding into quiet sniffles. Suddenly, a hand, clutching a towel, reached out and began wiping the sweat from Osamu's brow.

Osamu froze, his expression hardening into one of profound disgust. He recognized the hand immediately; it belonged to the school president, a girl known for her manipulative charm and questionable tactics.

"You look sweaty, hmm?" she purred, her voice dripping with a saccharine sweetness that grated on Osamu's nerves. The attempt at seduction was transparent, clumsy, and utterly unwelcome.

Before she could continue her clumsy advances, Osamu snatched the towel from her grasp, his movement sharp and decisive. He pushed her away with a curt shove. "Don't touch me. Who gave you permission to wipe my sweat?"

"Oh, come on, Osamu... you look sweaty, and-" Her sentence trailed off as Osamu's gaze darkened, his displeasure palpable.

"So? So what? I never asked you to," Osamu retorted, his voice flat but firm. He turned away, his movements precise and controlled, and resumed drinking water, ignoring her presence completely.

His eyes, however, were scanning the bleachers, searching for something-or someone. A figure, cloaked in a dark hoodie, caught his attention. As the person moved towards the exit, Osamu's breath hitched. He recognized the distinctive gait, the way the shoulders slumped slightly. It was Kira, Atsumu's girlfriend.

"Look, brother," Osamu murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, his gaze still fixed on the departing figure. "That's Kira."

Atsumu, ever perceptive, let out a low smirk. "Yeah, she's here, Osamu. And... I think Ari's here too. Wearing a black hoodie, I think they just left."

A cold dread washed over Osamu. The realization hit him with the force of a physical blow: the girl in the black hoodiet was Ari. His girlfriend. Osamu was so clueless that her girlfriend actually came due to the little disguise. The same girlfriend who had just left the tournament with Atsumu's girlfriend, Kira.

The implications of this unexpected encounter sent a shiver down his spine. He hadn't seen Ari all day, and her sudden, inexplicable appearance, followed by her equally inexplicable departure with Kira, fueled a whirlwind of anxieties. Had something happened? Were they alright? Why hadn't Ari contacted him? The questions piled up, each one more unsettling than the last. The victory, the cheers, the relief-all of it faded into insignificance against the sudden, sharp pang of worry that clenched his heart. He needed to find her, to understand what had transpired. The celebratory atmosphere evaporated, replaced by a desperate need to know Ari was safe.

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Hi readers! This is just a additional pov from the chapter 12, the meanie character from this story finally debuted Lmao.

Also, special thanks to my best friend Airha who helped me write once again, thank yaaaaa

Thank you to those who stayed and waited for my lousy updates, I can't believe I wrote two chapters during school.

Byebye guys!! Love y'all!