(A/N) WARNING!!! this is meant to become sad so read at your own risk!!!
P.S. I apologize for any mistakes.
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"Good morning!" you exclaimed as you left your house to look for Nishinoya. Who of course was sitting on your porch steps waiting for you, as he usually does. You both go to the same school, and you've been friends with each other basically forever. So you would walk to school together almost everyday.
"Good morning, (Y/N)! Nice to see you didn't take forever to get ready this morning like you usually do." Nishinoya said while standing up from where he was sitting on your porch. The two of you then began to walk to school. Talking about anything and everything just like usual.
***Time skip: Brought to you by Oikawa's selfies***
When you arrived at school the two of you parted ways to hang out with your own friends before class began. Even though you're both friends with each other and each others friends it was easiest to just go your separate ways. While you walked over to your own friends, you watched him run over to the Volleyball team, extremely happy, like usual. He always seemed to be happiest around them, and that wasn't very hard to see. "(Y/N)? You listening?", one of your friends asked, you just nodded your head. You didn't think you had been staring for that long, but then you heard the school bell. The day had began...
***Timeskip: Brought to you by Nishinoya and Tanaka fawning over Kiyoko***
When school ended, you began walking towards the gym that the girls' volleyball team practices in everyday. Your favorite gym, and your favorite team. Your team. You've been playing the sport since elementary. You and Noya had been friends for quite a while when Noya started playing volleyball, and you decided that it might be fun to join him. And so you did. The two of you started by practicing behind his house as often as you possibly could. That was until his father would yell at him for hitting the house with the ball. So the two of you decided to start practicing at your house instead. You'd noticed that he always managed to get hurt a lot, but you just assumed it was from his constant diving for the ball. However, every time someone asked him about the bruises he would tell them a different story, even when two different people would ask about the same bruise it was always a new tale. Come to think of it, you can't even remember the last time you saw him without bruises strewn across his skin.
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Not What You Thought//Nishinoya(Unedited)
Fanfiction(Y/N) and Nishinoya have been friends since they were 5. He's always been your next-door neighbor. So you already knew everything about his life. Or so you thought, but was it a good thing you didn't? ++++++++++++++++++++++ Highest Rank for #Nishin...
