"Um, is your ear okay, Oikawa-san?" The tan boy asked me.
"Oh, I'm fine. I yell way louder than him. And just call me Haruka. I feel like it would get confusing." The boys nodded.
"So, about me being manager..."
"Ah, well, we already have a manager, but she's graduating this year. I'm sure she'd be happy to have you take her place. We're always on the look out for a new person to help out the team." The boy with the mole smiled.
"That's great! I suppose we're due for introductions." I said. "You already know, but my name's Oikawa Haruka. I went to America last year to play as a setter on the national U19 team, but I injured my leg and had to come back home. I'm supposed to wear my knee brace all the time, but I forgot it when I was rushing out the door today to avoid Tooru asking to walk me to school."
"Well, I'm Sawamura Daichi, the captain. I'm a wing spiker." The tan boy explained.
"And I'm Sugawara Koushi, the vice captain. You can just call me Suga!" The grey haired boy smiled.
"I-I'm Tanaka Ryunosuke, wing spiker!" The baldie said with red cheeks.
"I'm Ennoshita Chikara, and this is Narita Kazuhito and Kinoshita Hisashi." The black-haired one in the back said, pointing to the brown haired and bald boys beside him.
"I'm Yamaguchi Tadashi, and this is Tsukishima Kei!" The brown haired, freckled boy spoke up, pointing to the blonde beside him, who appeared to be staring at me.
"H-H-Hinata Shoyo, middle blocker!" I looked down to see an orange haired boy standing beside Tobio.
"OH MY GOSH, I DIDN'T EVEN SEE YOU THERE, I'M SORRY!" I jumped back.
Kei chuckled from behind me as Shoyo seemed embarrassed.
"Well, I just want to make one thing clear. I came to a different school to beat Tooru at something. He thinks he's better than me just because he's older." I pouted slightly, crossing my arms.
"Eh?" They all seemed confused.
"Are you jealous of Oikawa-san?" Tobio asked.
"W-what!? N-no, I'm not jealous that he's the captain of his team and is a way better setter than I ever was. Not at all!" I pouted some more.
"Well, anyways, you can come to our practice after school tomorrow. We'll introduce you to Kiyoko." Suga smiled.
"Sounds amazing! Well then, I'll see you guys tomorrow!" I waved goodbye as I walked out the gym door and down the sidewalk to my house.
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"I'm hooooome~" I announced, slipping off my shoes. I looked up as I heard the stairs practically breaking as Tooru stumbled down them.
"OIKAWA HARUKA, DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO YOUR POOR ONII-CHAN?!?!?!? I WAS SO EXCITED TO FLAUNT HOW ADORABLE MY LITTLE SISTER IS TO THE FIRST YEARS!!!!"
I plugged my ears as he ranted on. "I'm sure that we'll have volleyball matches at some point. You see me at home anyways. Just invite them over if you're so upset."
His eyes lit up and he ran to grab his phone. "I'm calling Iwa-chan!"
A few minutes later, there was a knock on our door. We both raced to see who would open the door, which was obviously me because I'm awesome. I whipped open the door and practically was tackled by Hajime.
"Haji! I missed you!" I squeezed him back.
"How have you been?" He asked, pulling away a bit to look at my face. "And why weren't you at school today? Shittykawa told us you'd be there."
"Ah, well, about that... I enrolled in a different school." I said sheepishly, tapping my fingers together.
"WHAT?! WHY?!" He was clearly shocked.
"I can't deal with Tooru more than I already do. If I went to your guys' school, I'd never be able to get anything done, cause he'd practically hang off me 24 hours of the day." I explained. Hajime clearly seemed to understand where I was coming from.
"Trashykawa, this is all your fault! If you weren't so annoying, Haruka would have come to Aoba Johsai!" He glared at my brother, who was visibly upset.
"Anyways, what do you guys want to eat? I'm making dinner and going to bed, cause I'm becoming a volleyball manager tomorrow." I walked into the kitchen, Hajime following me.
"Wait, what school?" He asked.
"I can't tell you that, or Tooru will come harass me every day." I sighed, glaring at my idiot brother.
"I want pizza!" Tooru chimed in. I tossed him his phone from off the kitchen counter.
When the pizza arrived -- which was Hawaiian, seriously Tooru? -- we all ate and sat on the couch. My phone rang as we were watching Despicable Me, Tooru's favourite movie, if you didn't know.
"Hello?"
"Is this Haruka?" The voice asked, sounding nervous, in a sense.
"Oh, Tobio-chan! Hi!" I smiled, and the boys beside me turned their heads around to look at me with shock.
"Um, I just wanted to say thank you for coming to Karasuno instead of Aoba Johsai. Maybe this means we'll have a better chance at beating them, since you are around him a lot."
"Aw, it's no problem! I just wanted to get away from Tooru." I laughed. "And of course, I know him like the back of my hand."
Tooru tilted his head a bit, confused. Like he was wondering what I meant by that.
"Anyways, I'm gonna have to let you go. I need rest so I can get up early and talk to your other manager! Goodnight, Tobio-chan." I smiled and he replied with a "good night." I shut my phone and got up off the couch, brushing off imaginary dust bunnies.
"I'm heading to bed. I have to be up at 5:00 tomorrow. Night!" I gave them both a kiss on the cheek, walking up the stairs. I heard their conversation, which made me smirk.
"So, do you know what school she's attending?"
"No, she won't tell me."
"Well then, I guess we'll have to wait. We'll find out what school it is soon."
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It's Karasuno hours guys. I'm starting to see a pattern where I mainly just edit the parts I've already written, but I'm definitely making some major changes about later chapters, and wanted to fix any inconsistencies. Well, let me know what you guys think! Feedback is greatly appreciated.
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