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Wakatoshi Ushijima (REQUEST)

Requested by CriAnaAuthor-kun

Reader pov

"Well, Mr. (L/n). Your grades are high and you seem to be a well grounded student. However, you have no association with a club of any kind. If you want to stay here at Shiratorizawa, you will have to join one. Here is a list of all the clubs with available positions." Principal Obezen handed me a list of clubs to join.

((Idk the principal's name so I just kinda keyboard slammed and went with it.))

"Uh, okay. . ." I scanned over the list. "I'll do volleyball."

"You. . . don't have to choose right now."

I handed him back the clipboard. "That's fine. I'll just do volleyball."

"Okay. . ." He slowly took the clipboard, circling volleyball club. "The coaches and captain will explain everything you need to know once you get there. Here's a schedule." He handed me a slip of paper. "And, because of your. . . situation, you can stay afterwards to clean up the gym so that everyone is out of the showers and gone so you can use them. Is that okay?"

"Yes, sir. Thank you." I stood up and pushed my chair back in, exiting his office.

That was the beginning of something more than I ever thought it would be.

I joined the volleyball club in my first year just to be able to attend Shiratorizawa Academy, but since then, things have gotten crazy. We were a powerhouse with Ushijima, who is now the captain since we're in our third year. A lot of the underclassmen are scared or intimidated by him, but according to Tendo, behind closed doors, he's actually just a gay cowboy with a strange obsession with Tooru Oikawa. He doesn't have the best social skills, though.

He is, however, the best ace around! I'll admit, he intimidates me sometimes. I have yet to have a normal conversation with him.

I've gone my first two years of high school without anyone finding out about my body. I'd like to keep it that way. I've never taken my binder off for a practice or game, which isn't very good, but whatever it takes.

Our practice tournament just finished. We won, as always. But we were the hosts, so I stayed behind to clean up. The other guys offered to help, but I told them it was fine. The whole point of me cleaning was so I would have the showers and changing room to myself in the first place.

After I finished mopping the floors and put all the equipment away, I took a quick shower and put on some underwear and a pair of sweatpants. I waited until I dried off to put on my binder, though. Otherwise, I'd probably get stuck and that's just embarrassing, even if I'm alone.

Until I'm dry enough to put it on, I lay down on a towel that I put on one of the benches. My headphones are in, so I can't really hear much.

When I'm finally dry enough, I take out my headphones and grab my binder. However, as soon as I stand up, I see someone else in there.

I scramble to cover myself with the fabric of my binder, unable to put it on properly. "U-Ushi- Ushijima??? What- what are you doing here???"

His expression was the same as it always was. Monotone and with barely any emotion. "I forgot my bag. And my shoes." He walks across the room to pick up his forgotten items, not giving me a second glance before he walks out again.

I stare at the door, trying to process what just happened.

Maybe he didn't notice?

That seems highly unlikely, but I decided to just continue getting dressed and go home, immediately taking off my binder and going to sleep.