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﹥ˏˋ♡̩͙♡̩̩̥͙♡̩̥̩⋆♡̩̥̩♡̩̩̥͙♡̩͙ˊˎ﹤ Goshiki watches as you run a nervous finger through your hair. The teacher was handing out scores from the latest test and like every other time, you were bouncing your leg nervously. It didn't matter that your average test score was 97%, you would never not be nervous.
The teacher calls your name and you gingerly walk up to her. She hands the test to you and you walk back to your seat before taking a peek at the score. You breathe a sigh of relief and lean back in your chair.
A smile spreads across Goshiki's face. He would never admit it, but every time you were happy, it came to him as well.
From the first day Goshiki met you, when he saw you and your team running laps around the track, he had been absolutely smitten. He was overjoyed when he found out he had a class with you, but even more so when he knew that you were the second-year captain of the girl's volleyball team.
Although you end up spending a lot of time together, between classes and when the boys and girls team would train together, he could barely speak a few words before turning bright red and breaking into a stuttering mess.
He wished he was more like the other boys on the volleyball team. You were close with all of the second and third years. They made it seem so easy to talk with you, while he, on the other hand, can't even think of you without his cheeks turning pink.
The teacher calls his name and he walks up to take the test. Once he got to his seat, he takes a peek and cringes. He barely got a 60. The day they took the test was the day you came to school with a bit of lip gloss on. He couldn't keep his eyes off of you, which caused him to leave a quarter of his test blank.
The bell rings and he slips the test into his bag before standing up from his chair. You get up as well, but instead of walking towards the door, you walk towards him. He thought he was imagining it at first, but when you stopped in front of him and looked right into his eyes, he knew he wasn't.
"Goshiki," You say as you cross your arms. Even you just saying his name made him a bit weak in the knees.
"Yes?" He nearly yells. He mentally facepalms at not being able to keep his nerved in check as you furrow your eyebrows.
"Can you do me a favor and remind Ushijima to get done with your drills early? Each time we scrimmage, he has a tendency to forget, and then practice runs late, not that I mind, but some of the girls get prissy when that happens."
His eyes widen, "W-We're scrimmaging today?"
You nod. "Yeah, did Ushijima not tell you?"
"He didn't," He shakes his head. This wouldn't be good. His team had recently found out about his crush on you after Tendo peered over his shoulder and saw him staring at a snapchat you sent him for at least a minute.
