A rich and very elegant family in Japan is looking for a new bodyguard for their daughter, rumors say their daughter is the most beautiful and formal girl but what the boys don't know is those just that... rumors.
(Y/n) suddenly skidded to a half in front of a door, above it had a slive metal plated sigh with the words 'Art room' engraved on it. She smiled as she opened the doors.
Daichi and Ushijima were shocked to see the room, the walls were made of polished wood and so were the floors, the floor had a vintage red rug on it and multiple art stands stood in the middle of it. The walls were slathered with a large variety of vibrant colored paints.
(Y/n) quickly took a strain off the hook as a girl walked in, she had light hazle hair with the tips coloured light pink which was tied into 2 lose buns, pale skin with lots of freckles, her cheeks had a splinter of paint on them, her eyes were a dark brown and she was a dark green apron over her casual dress with yellow daisies printed on them.
She was a pipe girl around 19-23 years old. She smiled at the boys as they walked in "Hey Stacy! I'm gonna get changed" (Y/n) smiled she ran into the other room.
Stacy turned to the boys who gave her a weary smile, "You must be (Y/n)'s new bodyguards" She exclaimed happily, she was completely opposite to Ms. Jackson (Y/n) the last teacher.
Ms. Jackson had a sharp and narrow look to her, sharp eyes and a tight outfit along with super high status and tightly tied hair but Ms. Stacy was a thin small girl with lose and cute buns colour to a tinge of pink, she has cute freckles and wore a casual dress which went to above her knees she also had no shoes on but they could see a pair of black flats in the corner of the room.
"Finally I can get lot of royalty status" (Y/n) said as she walked out the door, she had some ripped jeans which had white paint on them, a striped red, black and white shirt which had the shoulders cut out and some red converse, she pulled out her tight ponytail letting her purple hair free and onto her shoulders.
The boys slightly blushed at this, the thought she look beautiful before but now she looks amazing, for the first time they saw a true smile on her face making her look adorable. "Common! Lets paint!" She exclaimed tieing on her apron and grabbed her paints diving to an art stand.
"So what are your boy's names?" The teacher asked smiling up at the 2 males, "A-Ah, I'm Daichi" Daichi smile "Wakatoshi Ushijima" Ushijima said calmly, she smiled brightly "So it's your first day huh? you'll find (Y/n)'s a sweet girl she just has some... rough edges that need to be softened" She giggled to herself.
"She's a creative girl that one" She smiled as she glanced at (Y/n) who had earphones in and concentrated on her art, "She has so many emotions kept inside her, pain, sorrow, worry, guilt but when she draws she can express that and we... see for yourself" She smiled giving the boys over.
They were shocked at what they saw, a glowing figure of a girl with detailed galaxy background, it was so amazing.
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"Its really good" Daichi smiled, she pulled down her earphones and laughed "I have so much more to do though" She laughed. She went back to her music and kept painting.
The boys chatted with Stacy until it was time to go, "Just a little longer please!" She pleaded Stacy, placed her hand on her shoulder, "Your classes are over remember, come back in the morning to work on it" She smiled, (Y/n) had a saddened expression on her face as she got changed.
She walked out of the room dressed in her original outfit with a frustrated look. The boys followed her out the room and went towards her room.
"Why do you guys even want to be my bodyguards?" She spoke breathlessly. "W-What do you mean?" Daichi questioned, "All my bodyguards used to be these large muscle builders who fought in the war or training in army camps! These super old and stiff guys who could never smile but you guys...." She looked at them with a curious look.
"You'd have to be around my age, you smile and laugh with my teachers and your not too hands-on" She looked down with a slight smile, "D-Don't worry about it! Bakas!" She yelled stomping away.
Ushijima sighed and tapped Daichi as if to signal to follow her. "Hey, why don't you have any other classes?" Ushijima questioned, "I have to have lunch then I have my History then my cooking" SHe sighed.
Daichi didn't quite understand her timetable or how she was able to work it but he just followed. She entered this large banquet hall, there were several cooks and chefs standing in the kitchen, flames and meat cooking and all the people working.
AT the end of the room stood (Y/n) parents, "(L/n) (Y/n)" Her father spoke, "You have paint on your hands again, please wash them before you sit at the table" he ordered. She sighed as she went to wash her hands. Daichi noticed as she walked past the cooking staff they all gave her kind yet sympathetic looks.
After washing her hands she sat down at the table, the boy's sta on the other side with all the others who were quietly talking, "Her mother made us patrol around the house! Do you know how many rooms are in this place? Or how big the smallest room it!" Bokuto whispered loudly.
"Yeah! And there's an inside pool, gym, ice rink, tennis court, basketball courts and volleyball courts!" Oikawa exclaimed happily. "We should ask if we are able to use them when we're not guarding her" Kuroo suggested "That's not professional" Ushijima growled, Oikawa, Bokuto, and Kuroo gave him an unimpressed look, "So maybe next week?" Bokuto said ignoring Ushijima as the others nodded.
"Much better," Her father said as (Y/n) walked back in, she sat down and started to eat, once she was done she mumbled a small "I'm off" she walked away. "Quickly! I pay you to monitor her not hang around" Her father spat.
Oikawa jumped up and Kuroo followed, they followed her as she grabbed her bags and ran down the halls, "Ah! I forgot she was quick!" Oikawa cried as they sprinted after her.
And so for the past week, it was the same, messy morning of (Y/n) not waking up until 12:30 and staying in bed until 1, having 2 classes then lunch, 2 more classes then dinner.
1 boy would stay at the house and keep watch over her at night while everyone else went home and got there the next morning at 5:30. Every day she would run and climb away from them, Ushijima, Daichi, and Kuroo had gotten used to her rash and suddenly sprinted and Kuroo basically knew all her hiding spots.
