Just You and Me (Haikyuu Oneshots) ON HIATUS

Mr Incredible (Akaashi Keiji x Insecure Reader) Part 1

A/N: Hey guys! Here's part 1 of a series with the beautiful and intelligent Akaashi Keiji. Thank you to everyone who voted. Ya'll are stars and I hope you enjoy this.

The sun tore through the blurred blanket of wispy clouds. Like a canvas, it painted the sky, infusing flaming crimson and bittersweet orange, hidden behind smoky grey and blue streaks.

Slowly digging your head on the wall behind you, you stayed seated on the metallic chair outside the teacher's office, watching the other sleep-deprived students running in and out promptly with either disinterested faces or with a care-free smile. Though almost certainly every student had temporary bags under the eyes, arched posture and hanging lifeless arms on each side of their body as if it was still 8 in the morning.

You had just gotten into school, changing your shoes at the lockers, and entered your classroom that was located on the top floor of the Fukurodani Academy main building, As you walked in, with your backpack strap perched on your right shoulder, you saw a note taped onto your desk.

Come see me at the teacher's office, immediately.

At first, you thought it was a prank from one of your classmates but the handwriting and the signature was familiar to you.

It was definitely from your homeroom teacher.

And that leaves you, witnessing a checkerboard of sunlight casting on the floor outside a room full of impending doom or lifelong opportunities.

Hearing the office doors slide open vigorously, you shifted your body towards the entrance. You saw your teacher pop her head out after she let the sulking student she was talking to prior squeeze through the gap. You watched the student walk away; his shoulders seemed to be a few seconds before it hits the floor.

You gulped.

"(L/N). Come and take a seat."

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Classes over.

Desks Tidied.

Bags packed and ready to go.

The bell chime was different this time of the hour. It didn't signal an automatic groan from your fellow pupils. Instead, it triggered a sense of urgent energy from young students. The energy they've been conserving since the day began; finally released in the form of running towards the canteen, and shoving their way into the first place where the reward is a freshly baked sandwich bap (with sauces of course.)

The more prepared students saved their work for later as they dug through their bags and retrieved their boxes, full of steamed vegetables, cut into fun shapes and of course some sticky sesame seed rice.

You were among this fellow group but your lunch delivered more crispiness and aroma that could set anyone in a food paralysis.

Just as you broke apart your chopsticks, loud steps erupted from outside of your classroom.

"HEY HEY HEY (F/N)!" You were in the middle of eating your lunch when you were approached by your classmate, after he yanked open the door, gaining the attention of everyone in the classroom.

Here he comes.

"Oh? Hey Bokuto-san. I thought you have volleyball practice during lunchtime."

"Yeah. Well, I thought I should come and say Hi."

"...Right? Come take a seat then."

"Ooh, you made sweet bread again!" You jumped a little at the rise of volume.