Tsundere - Tsukishima Kei X Reader

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The bright sunlight streamed through Y/N's window as she stretched out her slender frame across her bed.

How annoying.

She groaned at the light, shrinking away from it like a vampire. Y/N was sure that she had kept her blinds closed, it must have been her cousin's doing.

Ennoshita Chikara that brat.

Y/N threw her covers off angrily and flung herself in the direction of her closet, trying to avoid the blinding light now piercing through her eyes. As one could tell, she was not anywhere near being a morning person.

Her wild hair flew around her face as she sifted through her closet to find her dang uniform. She found it and glared at the disgustingly short skirt that was supposed to be her daily outfit.

Not in the mood for anything in the morning Y/N pulled the clothes over her body and stilled at herself in the mirror.

Eh whatever I don't care anyways.

"Oi! Y/N-ie channnn" Your older cousins amused lilting voice called. "Get your butt down here and don't even bother retorting!"

"Yah! I'm coming Chi-kun" she grinned happily to herself at the use of one of her cousin's most hated nicknames that she saved only for special responses.

Regardless she practically yeeted herself down the stairs and ran out the front door where her dark-haired and now laughing cousin waited.

"Let's go." Y/N rolled her eyes mockingly back at Chikara and the duo proceeded to run to their high school where there first day began.

Chikara was a grade ahead of Y/N but it never bothered them. Their relationship brought out a common side of goofy sarcasm and the pair got along well because of it.

They arrived at the glorious...ly average building that was known as Karasuno High School where they would learn and make memories that would supposedly last them forever.

Unless you live really long and lose all your memories and anyways your so called friends will leave you alone but whateverrrr.

Y/N and Chikara parted ways as they entered the building. Y/N's favorite bag in a deep shade of her favorite color swung in time with her hips as she glided through the halls like a ghost.

Invisible yet with intimidating vibes. Just how she liked it. Being approachable is for soft losers.

Y/N's still tired eyes drifted across the signs marking each class, when they found class 1-4 and she turned, continuing her stride.

Because she was a bit later due to her wack sleep schedule, she found the only seat left was next to a boy with dark green hair and light freckles dusting across his face. Upon nearing him, she noticed across his face there was a pink spread right on his soft looking cheeks, like he was always flustered.

He's kinda cute for a soft boy... Y/N's thoughts surprised her, but she chuckled at them, knowing it's just fact. Clearing her throat Y/N looked straight at the boy's glossy eyes and spoke, "Is this seat taken? I so hope I don't have to stand throughout the lesson."

The boy's head shot up and his blush deepened as he furiously shook his head to say it was open. "Gomen'nasai I didn't notice you at first..." the boy looked to be on the verge of tears and Y/N really didn't want to handle that right now.

"I'm sorry for startling you!" Y/N put on a smol smile to show some of the protective emotion she already felt for this cutie. "I am Ennoshita Y/N, I hope we can be friends!"

Those beautiful green-hazel colored eyes shone not with tears but gratitude for not being angry at his mistake. "Nice to meet you as well! My name is Yamaguchi Tadashi!"

Y/N slid into her seat and grinned widely so her eyes almost disappeared.

Maybe this wouldn't be that bad-

"Oi, slut. Quit trying to get with my friend you shameless idiot."

A piercing voice shattered the warm vibes around Y/N and Yamaguchi who she already wanted to call something adorable like Yams and the dark side of Y/N was awakened once again.

Her eyes darkened and turned up to glare at the moron who decided to cross you. Without hesitation Y/N snapped back, "Oh, I'm sorry, would you like to screw him instead?"

Your brazen words looked like a slap to him and poor Yamaguchi looked like he wanted to laugh but also cry at the same time.

Then a small laugh in surprise escaped the boy you yelled at's lips. Y/N's eyes processed the lanky boy as he stood up from the other side of Tadashi and her only thoughts were, Oh my goodness he's a tree! How can a person be this tall in just a first year of high school?

"Well played. Too bad you hear the jealousy seeping out of your voice like blood through a fatal wound." His golden eyes burned with amusement that was carried across by his smirk that fit him like a glove.

With that he turned back and folded himself back into his chair, his soft blond curls bouncing.

There you go. Of course there's another problem in this world.