*(Y/N) POV*
Sakusa looked at me surprised then smiled.
"I knew you were hiding something." He smirks.
"It doesn't really matter though.. since I always win." He adds on. I looked at him oddly.
Flashback to Middle School
I was sitting next to a red haired boy who looked serious for the rest of the year. I decided to break the ice but sticking my hand out and announcing,
"Nice you meet you, I'm Sakusa (F/N)" He stared at my hand and back at me before shaking my hand.
"Akashi Seijuro" he said. He smiles a bit and goes back to reading his book, I decided to get a head start on my math and sped through the problems. I got stuck on one and frowned at it for a bit. I got a piece of paper with the whole steps on how to start it from the table next to mine.
Akashi Seijuro
I opened the paper paper looked at him...
"How do you know this is right?"
"I am always absolute."
End of flashback
"Is something wrong?" Omi asks me.
"No you sounded like someone from Middle School."
"Oh..." he says before running and spiking the ball at us.
"Mine!" Komori yells. He cleanly receives the ball and Kazuma sets the ball. I jump and Omi jumps at the same time.
"WHY ARE YOU SO TALL!" I scream in frustration before swinging and spiking an extreme cross shot, not by choice.
"Why are you so flexible." Omi shoots back.
"I would have broken my shoulder if I did that." He says staring at me in amusement,
"It's because your old." I fire back. He walks over and messes my hair up.
"Oh it's on!" I yell.
The end results ended in a tie 20-20 we were only supposed to go to 15 but it didn't end.
"Next time I'll beat you!" I tell him and steal his trainer bottoms and jacket. I hear him sigh behind me and he yells,
"Don't get them dirty! Wear your mask!" I flash an okay sign and grab my mask and put it on. I walked through the halls trying to find my class and I get blocked my a bunch of brats. I sigh.. this is gonna be a long day.
"What do you want?" I ask. The leader whose face was about 99 percent makeup and 1 percent disco ball steps closer and said,
"Why are you mocking Sakusa's style?" I laugh.
"You guys are really stupid. Don't I look like someone?" There is a crowd by now.
"Nope. You resemble a trash can." I laughed even harder if I'm a trash can then Omi is one too...I cracked up.
"Trash can, huh...You'll see later." I see my class number hanging on the wall and walk toward it and slam the door shut on their faces, since they tried to chase me. I choose the seat in the very back near the window and sat down. I flipped my MP3 player on and bobbed my head along to a band named, TXT.
The door slams open and the great and powerful Sakusa Kiyoomi walks through fuming.
"(Y/N) WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING PICKING A FIGHT WITH KELLY." Everyone around us started whispering.
"Is that his girlfriend."
"No...she's too ugly."
"Maybe a Sakusa wannabe." They all laughed.
"Gimme one sec." I tell Omi and stand up.
"I'm Sakusa (Y/N). The twin sister of Kiyoomi. Thank you." I sit down and look at Kiyoomi.
"I picked a fight because she called us trash cans." I inform him.
"I'm proud of you." He ruffles my hair the walks away and leads like 20 girls out of our class. I sigh. This one gonna be one long year.
I hope I will at least be able to find my soulmate.
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Okay so. We got Akashi Seijuro. He's gonna be a big part of this story so everyone who doesn't know him should probably do their homework and search him up.
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-Kanome
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