ωαямтн//Haikyuu!!

12

"Okay class, to conclude today. Please sit with your partner and discuss your project. I would hope you guys have started getting an idea on what to do already. By next week, I'd like to hear what you guys come up with."

Once Ms. Intonoyo finishes talking, the whole classroom shuffles. Student moving from desk to desk.

"Padema, how are you?" Eren asks and pulls up a chair.

I keep my eyes facing the window, hoping Yachi would somehow save me.

Sadly, she moved from her seat.

"Hello?" he extends his word and waves his hand in front of my face.

I turn to look at him, only for a quick second.

His chestnut brown hair fell towards his right eye, but other parts sort of stuck up. Similar to Oikawa's.

Eren had dark brown eyes and always wore a gold chain around his neck.

His eyes lacked of composure and was always looking around. Another reason why he never focuses in class.

"Padema, your name is sorta long, you know. Is there something I can call you besides that?" he asks.

I merely shrug my shoulders.

"Come on, talk to me." he whines and drops his body on my desk.

"All this time, and we've never even looked over what our assigned project is." I quietly mumble.

"What was that?" he tries to make eye contact with me.

My eyes hurt, by how much it's rolled when I'm around this idiot.

"Here." I strongly say and slam the assignment on the desk. "Read it."

He seemed taken back at first, then smirks at me.

"Tch, tch, tch. So demanding." he mutters and picks up the paper. "Let's see...blah, blah, blah, this. Blah, blah, blah, that."

"Unbelievable."

I snatch the papers out of his hand and scan through it myself.

What I saw, I absolutely hated.

"Well...what's it say?" he smugly asks.

I slowly slide the paper over to him and stand firm my seat. Making my way to the teacher's desk as he reads.

"Sawamura. What do you need?" she asks while grading papers.

My head remained looking down and my fists clenched with anger.

"Sawamura?" she questions.

I snap and hold her by the front of her clothes.

"PLEASE! I BEG OF YOU! SWITCH MY PARTNER! OR ASSIGNMENT! LET ME WORK ALONE!"

Not a single part of me felt embarrassed.

Truly, I was filled with desperation.

"U-Um, Padema." I heard Yachi's voice behind me.

"Padema, get off me before I call authorities." she demands.

I release her clothing and walk back to my seat.

Everyone's eyes were on me and Yachi cautiously  followed behind me.