HIS STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE ☾ [TSUKISHIMA KEI X READER]

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𝐈𝐅 𝐖𝐄 𝐆𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒
𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄,
𝐈𝐓'𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍
𝐖𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃.
- 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐇𝐈

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[(Y/N)'s POV]

"Angel of Aikone, how are you doing?" my former setter, Sakai Seiko, walked up to me with her mischievous smile. She looked down at my volleyball attire, frowning. "I didn't know you still played. You said you'd quit volleyball after our third year."

There it was, the nickname I've always feared.

I glanced at all of the boys and the coaches who were soaking in on the scene. Now everyone knew I was the Angel of Aikone, though I wouldn't have been surprised if they'd already started to spread it around. 

The Coaches had some surprised faces but were grinning nonetheless. They were probably familiar with my reputation as a libero. 

I shook my head out of my thoughts, looking at Seiko. I needed to focus on what's going on right now in front of me. 

"Things have changed." I told her. 

She laughed. "Sure it has Angel. Come here girls, the rumors were true. (Y/N) has returned to beat us all up again."

I bit my lip, rubbing my arm. I backed a few steps away from Seiko and the other girls who came walking. 

I absolutely despised the nickname, Angel of Aikone. 

"Hey (Y/N)! It's me, Hairi! You know, the Ace of Aikone!" I looked away from her, "Or maybe you'd remember me as the girl you pushed to the side in an official game to steal the spotlight."

I looked up at her with a glare. "I told you that it was my job to save the ball... at that time, you were going to hit it out of bounds, and we would've lost. I saved it."

"Yeah yeah, that's what they all say."

"Why're you wearing a volleyball uniform (Y/N)," I turned to that soft voice, it was Azami, "Do you plan on playing against us?"

"N-No," I replied, "I'm helping Karasuno with their tactics and stuffs and the Coaches are allowing me to play-"

"Boring!" Kaede yells, making me flinch. Her loud voice, opposing to Azami's, always scared me especially when it was directed to me. "Ne, Angel, let's play a game. A 5 vs 1 game. Us vs you."

Before I could say anything, the managers walked and stood beside me. 

"How is that, in any way, fair?" Kaori steps in front of me and puts her arm before me, "You five are always causing trouble, leave (Y/N)-chan alone."

"Kaori, this is Aikone business, don't budge in like you know her," Seiko spits at her, "We're declaring an old fashion Aikone-style game, and (Y/N) knows exactly what we are talking about."

The Aikone-style game that she's talking about is a game declared by any sports member from the middle school Aikone. It can only be played with the people you went to school with, hence Aikone. The same rules of volleyball apply to the Aikone-style.