Murasakibara X Reader || KNB [DISCONTINUED]

My Upperclassman Came From America?

yeah

surprise motherfuckers

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The next day, you had practice with the volleyball team.

Which is also the day that the basketball team had practice as well.

Sighhhhhhhh.

"Oh my goodness..." Rai started, shaking in excitement.

"What is it now?" You sighed.

"HE LOOKED AT ME OH MY GOD DID YOU JUST SEE THAT?!?" She whisper-shouted, grabbing your uniform tightly due to *fangirling*.

"I think that's just because the clock is in this direction..." You sweatdropped. You were taking a break from volleyball practice and currently seated next to your friend Rai. Seems like a normal day, huh?

Well no. Your cat decided to follow you again.

"Mreoowwww~" Atsushi -uh- meowed, pawing your hand. Probably asking for food.

"Be quiet, Atsu. We might get kicked out of here or something." You shushed him, rubbing his head.

"______-san, it's okay. This is just for extracurricular activities, anyway." The black haired girl grinned and rubbed Atsushi's head as well.

"Don't you have manager duties to attend to?"

Rai's eyes widened in realization, "Oh shit. Uh, gotta go! See ya." She hurriedly ran to the basketball team's side of the gym.

....Haven't you seen that guy with one eye being covered by his hair before?

Oh well.

You still had to practice.

"Gah... Atsu, stay there, okay? I'll come back later." You smiled at your very fluffy cat and went back to the court.

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It was your turn to serve.

Bouncing the ball up and down to get some momentum, you got ready to serve the ball.

One..

Two...

THR-

*thud*

What the fuck

You had such a good feeling that it was going to be an AMAZING serve.

And yet you got hit by a basketball, ruining your 'amazing' serve.

The volleyball rolled off to the bleachers' seats, and you slowly turned your head to the other side of the court.

"Ah. Sorry."

There he was.

That freaking PURPLE. GIANT.

You stomped over to the other side, and before you know it...

"I'm sorry he ruined your serve. It was an accident." The guy with his hair covering his left eye grabbed your arm and apologized to you. "I'll make sure that it doesn't happen again." He smiled.

...Okay. Even you couldn't resist a face like that.

"....Fine." You sighed and slumped back to your team's side of the court. Your teammates surrounded you, saying stuff like, "Oh my goodness, he talked to you!", "How did you do it?", "I'm so jealous!".

You honestly didn't know why, but you just replied with 'yeahs' , 'okays', and 'uh-huhs'.

"Muro-chin, why did you do that?"