🌊𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕜𝕪𝕦𝕦 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤🏐

•kuroo tetsurou 🐲

You were surprised when you had to move to a foreign place. You lived in America all your life, 16 years of memories were created there. Not to mention you had to leave your school.

Stepping into Nekoma High, your eyes scanned everywhere, hoping not to be embarrassed.

Walking down the hallways, you could hear people whispering about a new transfer student. 'It should be me', you thought.

"I heard she's a prodigy in Volleyball!"

"Yeah! I heard she's the best setter in the nation too."

"I'm so excited to meet her in person!"

You frowned and sped up, finding for your class and brushing past all the students. Just then, when you were turning to the corner, your shoulder bumped into someone, causing the person to fall on the floor with a thud. She shrieked and you mentally sighed.

The girl had blonde hair with bright brown eyes. She glared at you, and you stared at her with your light green eyes, not one bit afraid.

"You! You made me fall! What's your problem?" She scowled and you simply kept quiet, walking past her. She was taken aback and placed her hand on your shoulder, stopping you in your tracks.

"Seems like you're a volleyball player huh? Good, be at the girls' gym after school. Loser will apologise and run laps around the school," she hissed.

"Sure," you shut her up and entered your class.

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The bell ring signals that it was the end of school. You stretched and yawned, hoping to get home as soon as possible, but then realized that you have to get to the gym. You silently groaned and headed to the first floor, wandering around, eventually you found the gym.

After changing your clothes and tying your brown hair into volleyball braids, you set foot into the gym. Dozen pairs of eyes stared at you, and the girl smirked before slowly walking towards you.

"We'll be doing serves. Our libero will try to get the ball up. If she can perfectly receive one of our ball, the winner will be declared," she said.

"After that, we will be doing sets, we have to set the ball into the basketball hoop. Whoever can set 10 balls into the hoops straight wins."

"Then spiking, libero will determine whose spike is harder to receive. And finally, receives. Our spiker will spike the balls for us to receive," she finished.

"You're talking too much, can we just start?" You stood at the baseline, already prepared.

Your serves were more difficult to receive, the libero couldn't keep up with your jump serve and you had a no touch ace. On the other hand, the girl, Mizuko's balls were perfectly received.

For sets, all of it went into the hoop, making you the winner. As for spiking, the libero couldn't even react to it.

Receiving was a piece of cake for you, your receives were perfect and everyone was in awe.

While you were doing all of those, the boys volleyball team were observing you from the door. They were amazed by your skills, Taketora was stunned and his eyes were filled with hearts.

Kenma stared at you quietly with wide eyes, while Kuroo Tetsurou smirked to himself.

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You stayed in school finishing your homework, not forgetting the look in Mizuko's eyes when she lost. She was currently running laps outside the gym after apologising to you unwillingly.

The sun had set, and you picked up your bag, getting ready to leave the school. What you didn't know was a certain bed head stalking you, observing your movements as he took interest in you.

Before you reached your doorstep, you turned around, facing the bewildered captain. "Do you have any business with me?"

He chuckled nervously, "I'm Kuroo Tetsurou. And I would like you to be the manager for the boys' volleyball team."

"No thanks," you mumbled and turned away. He seemed calm about it and he added, "If you reject the offer, then accept me. Go on a date with me."

You spun around, glaring at him and rejected him again. He didn't back down, instead, he insisted, "Well, I'll be at your doorstep at 5pm tomorrow."

The next day

He was serious. He showed up and spammed the doorbell repeatedly. Annoyed, you swung the door open and before you could shut it in his face, he slipped his way into your house and you gaped.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, you freaking mop head!" You screeched. He only answered you with a chuckle and you huffed.

"The date. Remember?" He reminded and you scowled. He took a seat on the comfortable couch, and patted the space beside him.

You stormed towards him and swung your hand at his face, but he wrapped his palm around your wrist and pulling you down on the couch. Staring into his eyes, you eventually calmed down as a coat of blush made its way towards your cheeks.

He switched the channel to Netflix and he asked you to choose a movie. After glaring at him for eternity, you picked 'Pirates of the Caribbean'.

However, halfway towards the movie, you fell asleep. Your head was rested on his shoulder and he wrapped a blanket lying on the ground over you.

Meanwhile you're sleeping, he snapped a picture with his phone and smiled at it.

Morning soon arrived and you woke up, getting ready for school. You grabbed an apple from the fruit basket and opened the door.

There he stood, at your doorstep. You nearly choked on your apple when your eyes met his. Yesterday's events flooded your mind and you blushed again.

"So, would you be our manager?" He smiled. You scowled at him and walked ahead of him quickly, trying to shake him off.

"If you don't, I might show this picture to everyone in the school," he trailed off. This caused you to face him and he showed the picture to you.

You frowned and he smirked, strolling to school, leaving you behind. Out of anger, you threw your half eaten apple at his head, making him yelp.

"I'll report you to the principal for violence!" He scoffed.

"I'll be the team's manager, just shut up," you gave up and rolled your eyes.

He mentally cheered and as you walked beside him, he spoke, "So, can we go on a date again? (Y/N)-chan?"

"Shut the hell up!" You hissed and bonked his head.

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