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seven

"you know what, go on without me." she forced a smile to her so-called friends.

lunchtime was even more painful than the entire period. shiro decided not to have lunch in the cafeteria, "eh, kirisagi-san?" she looked up and saw goshiki, her classmate- that she rarely talked to. "hmm?" the girl tilted her head. 

"are you in a relationship with ushijima-san?" that question made her choke on her milk. "w-what the fuck?" "he asked about you this morning on the volleyball groupchat."

"satori asked me to bother him though, nothing special." the black haired male sat right next to her, and he pulled out his lunch. "oh really? i sometimes forget that you're related to tendo-san."

she furrowed her eyebrows, confused on why was he sitting next to her. "i-is it okay if i sit next to you?" he asked. "why not." goshiki, like herself- was quiet. but he was a totally different person on court.

"you seem like you don't want to hang out with your friends, kirisagi-san. what's wrong? if i may know?" "haha, friends." she sarcastically replied. "honestly, takara-san is a bitch." goshiki blurted out, causing her to giggle. 

"as you can see goshiki-san, i don't really like them, and they hate me too, so we don't match at all." he nodded in response. "i see... well, tendo-san told me to like, hang out with you. but i thought you were like your friends, so i said no. but i was wrong."

"trust me, goshiki-san. i'm nothing like them."

on the other side of the school, the volleyball team was having lunch. ushijima noticed that goshiki wasn't in his usual spot- which was in front of him. "where is that little brat?" shirabu asked, while munching on his onigiri. "dumbass probably fell asleep." tendo replied. 

"let's just eat." semi spoke up. the ace only nodded, and continued eating. his mind was somewhere else. he had to ask tendo about it. "did you know wakatoshi is hooking up with little shiro?" tendo spoke up.

"wait are you serious?" "THE shiro?" "wow, what is this universe." it made ushijima even more confused than before. how did he not know who shiro was, but his teammates knew her. "see, everyone knows shiro, except for you." tendo poked his cheeks. 

ushijima sighed, "why would i know her?" "the fact that you asked that proves you are dumb." the red haired boy wiggled his eyebrows. "see, shiro is part of the student council, she's the vice-public relations."

"funny how she's introverted, but she's in the public relations." reon laughed. "i think it's because she's being forced into it by satori." semi ruffled tendo's hair, and the boy grunted. "anyways, i support you with kirisagi-san. she's nice." reon patted ushijima's back. "i barely know her." he muttered. "well, then get to know her!" lunch continued, and the topic was over.

but his attention shifted to the group of girls walking pass their table. "i know right? we should totally stop hanging out with her? since she's always busy with schoolwork or so, as if she doesn't have time to shop around with us!" takara, one of shiro's friend said.

"c'mon, you can't really blame her takara." "i know mayu, i'm just tired of her antics!" 

and then it hit ushijima. "her friends don't like her." 

"gosh, i'm sorry i had fun talking to kirisagi-san, i forgot you guys existed!" the entire team mentally face-palmed. "goshiki." said the tall ace. the black haired boy flinched, "yes?" "starting now on, please do eat lunch with shiro, accompany her."

the short girl shivered, "someone is definitely talking shit about me!" she took another bite of her lunch.

hey it's bobo again here, i hope you guys enjoy this chapter bc i like it v v much!!!! it shows that shi and ushi are more than their online convos <3