星野 実
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— year 3 class 6 —If I were given the option of having to spend time with either my little brother or Oikawa, I would have chosen my brother, no doubt. And so after nearly two weeks since the volleyball captain started pestering me to join their club, I was honestly more than thankful to have a break out of it for once.
But life always had other plans.
"I want Ramune Soda and Nao-nee would probably want some too—" Minato, my little brother, cut himself off before pointing towards a male bowing ninety degrees to the other figure. "Wait, Nee-chan, look at that" he said it so casually as if it was such a normal occurrence he was accustomed to.
If I recalled correctly he was probably one of Oikawa's juniors back in middle school, but right when I realized, I couldn't help but think: Just what was he up to?
"Takeru" the brunette turned to the little guy beside him.
"What?"
"Take a picture" Oikawa told him, instructing him how to do so, only for the raven haired male to take a peek.
"Don't move, Tobio" the setter demanded, posing in front as he made a peace sign. "Yay! I'll call this, Tobio is No Match For Oikawa-san!".
The-so-called-Takeru took a picture, saying it himself, "Tooru, you're actually happy about this picture? Lame".
No one could've said it better.
And so, turning back to his junior after the younger male's remark, Oikawa turned to Kageyama, "Well, what do you want?".
"I'm busy you know" he boasted, running a hand through his hair.
"You said your girlfriend dumped you, so you had free time!" the kid remarked, causing me to chuckle. I had a feeling that we would get along quite well, especially when it came to messing with the brunette.
"Takeru! Shut up!" Oikawa turned to him, earning a casual retort from the kid.
"What? But when you came, you said you didn't know what you did wrong—"
"I said 'Shut up!"
"So, uh, what if you were close to a tournament, and, uh..." Kageyama interrupted the two, averting the topic as he trailed on, "And Iwaizumi-san said he was going to try some impossible attack—".
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