❗️ON HIATUS (not discontinued)❗️
𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
in which the school president who doesn't allow herself to be distracted by love ends up being romanced by the ace of aoba johsai.
"𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥,
𝐢...
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⋆𐙚₊˚⊹ ᡣ𐭩
𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐃 to wait outside the sports hall for iwaizumi as he grabbed his things from the kit room. you began walking out the door but you almost stumbled back into the gym as a bundle of flowers was thrust at you. "please accept these!" a blushing boy stated as he looked at you nervously.
you didn't recognise him at all, he must've been a second year. some of the volleyball boys were still here, and for a confession to happen now felt embarrassing. you wanted to crawl into a hole and die.
"i picked these flowers for you, b-because i think you're so pretty and-"
"no, sorry." you sighed, feeling exhausted from your long day.
"w-what.." the boy stumbled over his words. "b-but, i got you flowers!"
"i don't care for flowers. and i don't do relationships. at all." you furrowed your brows, feeling a migraine kicking in. you wanted nothing more than to be home, alone and with no random boys hurling flowers at you.
the boy was stunned and retreated in pure embarrassment. his face went red before he spun on his heel and quickly walked away with clenched fists.
you ran a hand through your hair, sighing loudly.
"jeez, the poor kid looked heartbroken." you heard a deep voice say behind you. you spun around to see iwaizumi, who had just witnessed the whole ordeal.
"he brought it on himself. he can't expect me to fall in love with him over a few flowers." you said, brutally honestly. iwaizumi rose a brow.
"so it's true then, you don't do relationships. or love by the sound of it."
hearing those words spoken to you sent a chill down your spine. it was different hearing it from someone other than yourself. you knew you had a reputation, but hearing it in words made you feel slightly ill.
"love is a complete waste of time." you stated, crossing your arms and leaning against the wall beside you. "you either hurt someone or get hurt, there's no point." you sighed, staring at the ground.
"for someone so popular, you sure are pessimistic." iwaizumi said, staring at you for a second before looking around at the gym.
"i'd prefer to be called a realist." you could feel a pair of eyes on you. glancing over your shoulder, you met a pair of olive eyes. iwaizumi held your gaze for a moment.
