"Oh yes, die you piece of shit!" you yelled aggressively while clicking on your mouse endlessly; your fingers vigorously tapping the keyboard as you bang your head a little in sync with the song on your earphones.
It's 2 in the morning and yet here you are still emerged in your newly installed action-adventure game like there are no classes tomorrow. Ever since you moved in from the house your parents gave you on your 18th birthday, this has been your routine. You were delighted of course, no maids and butlers, no one will scold you by using the computer too much; freedom indeed is in your hands at the moment.
*bling
The sound caught your attention, "Urgh, why now?" you said as you already knew the luxurious moment you are currently savoring is over. That was a notification bell from you e-mail, and mails means work. For a moment you forgot you are a part-timer at a famous magazine company.
You're a gamer but a professional as well though you came from a wealthy family, somehow you wanted to feed yourself and not rely on your parents anymore. "I have the guts and talent, so why not?" that's what you said to them when they asked you why you wanted to moved away so soon. Annoyingly, you switched on your attention at the monitor intended for your office work.
To: Miss Yuuki [Y/N]
From: Kaede Akira, Editor in Chief
Good day,
It is known that the Interhigh Tournament will soon kick off two months from now and in connection to that, staffs are assigned in different task for the tournament's coverage. The task assigned to you is an individual and team photoshoot of the Fukurodani and Shiratorizawa Academy Boys Volleyball team. You can use the company equipment or your personal depending on your preference. Please take note that the deadline will be in two weeks after you receive this mail.
Thank you for your hard work and let's continue on bringing joy to all the volleyball fans.
"Oh damn." You cussed. "Where is this Fukurodani Academy located?" After reading the mail, you immediately searched for the school you never heard of. You're only working with the company for months now, there are tons of Schools and Universities in Japan so there's no way you'll memorize it all in a span of 3 months by just doing some magazine layouts. And besides, only the powerhouse schools and popular players get to be featured on your magazines like your classmate Ushijima Wakatoshi and the ever-handsome Oikawa Tooru from Seijoh.
"Oh, it's in Tokyo Damn it!" You kicked in frustration, no wonder why the Miyagi based staff assigned you to do this photoshoot. "It's freaking 5 hours away from here!" You yelled in frustration. What can you do? You can't complain, you're just a part timer after all.
Feeling grumpy you decided to go to sleep already. The mail has ruined your mood perfectly, you don't want to play in a bad mood and drag your rank down. "Pssh, it's due in two weeks huh? I might as well start of with the boys from my school."
Going to school was never easy of course with that messed up routine of yours. Having to sleep for about 3 hours or so is not a problem, waking up is. Good thing Shiratorizwa is only a 10-minute walk or a 4-minute running distance from your house.
"Good morning dearie~ oh, what happened to you?" your classmate greeted. He sits right next to you alongside his proclaimed best friend. He has a spiky bright red hair with eyebrows corresponding to its hue; the name is Tendou Satori.
Rolling your eyes in displease you greeted him. "Shut up Tendou, there's nothing good on my morning."
He sat down on his chair resting his arms on his table giving you a confused look. "Dearie seriously , you're a mess! Hey Wakatoshi, check her out does she looked like a mess to you?" He asked his friend who was already on his seat reading his book, The usual Ushijima, stern and quiet. He took a glance of your" messed out" state as how Tendou has describe your appearance today.
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Next To Me | Akaashi x Reader x Ushijima
FanfictionYou are a gorgeous and multi-talented teen gamer attending the prestigious Shiratorizawa Academy; a part time Graphic artist and photographer of the famous "Monthly Volleyball" Magazine. You received a mail from your boss assigning you to conduct a...