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"It's getting late. Go home everyone!" Daichi looked at especially Hinata and Kageyama as he said that, making sure those two were listening and actually followed his order.

Not as expected, Kageyama was the first one to leave. At that point, the rest of the Karasuno just didn't know what to believe anymore.

"What's up with him?" Tanaka asked as he wiped his sweat using his pink towel.

"Probably his time of the month." Nishinoya shrugged.

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Kageyama ran down the stairs that lead to the changing rooms after he made sure he got all his stuff. He didn't even bother to change his clothes even though he was dripping wet.

All he cared about was to find that girl, you. Even that he didn't know what to do when he succed; get mad at you for ruining his mind or ask you if you are a spawn of the devil or something to be appearing on someone's mind constantly.

It was honestly not that hard. Kageyama found you right about three minutes after he left the volleyball court at the vending machines and proceeded to walk up towards you.

What happened there was not quite as what Kageyama was expecting.

He went to the vending machine next to you and got a box of milk. Before he could say anything, you walked off with your [favorite drink]. You didn't take one single glance at him.

After blueberry got his milk out of the vending machine, he quietly followed you to wherever you were going.

"Kageyama!" Hinata popped out of nowhere, scaring the hell out of Kageyama.

"Shhh!" Kageyama immediately glared at his friend. He took one look at you before dragging Hinata by his collar to somewhere you could not see them. Even though it's hard to notice because the sun was down.

What the.. He thought as he saw you climbing up a ladder to one of the school's roof. All he could think about was suicide.

"It's rude to spy on people!" The little orange head stated with his arms crossed.

"I was not spying on that girl!" Kageyama huffed.

"Who said it was a girl?" Hinata looked at him in pure confusion.

"Kageyama spied on a girl!?" Nishinoya and Tanaka sprinted towards their two teammates. "Was it Kiyoko!?"

"WHAT NO!" Kageyama said. Then he turned around and walked away.

"Who was it then?" Hinata yelled.

"I didn't. Spy. On. Anyone."

"If you say so." Tanaka chuckled along with Nishinoya.

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When Kageyama got home, he couldn't stop thinking about you. Whether you commited suicide or not. Were you really the one from his visions or not.

None of this make sense.

He sat on his chair, head slumped on his study desk. He raised his head slowly and rested them on his volleyball that was held lazily between his hands, looking out the window that was right in front of him.

His eyes examined the street. Only to find you again. His pair of black eyes glistened as his eyelids were wide open. He hurried leaving his room and ran down the stairs to exit his house.

His bare skin contacted with the cold breezing wind, he was chilled because he only wore a plain blue t-shirt. His black hair blown by the wind as he started ran and follow you with his volleyball held tight on his arms.

Everytime there's a chance that you could see him, Kageyama hid behind a bush, a bench, or a public trash can. It was such a luck for him to not get caught.

But hell was he wrong.

"Okay, pretty boy. Stop following me." You finally speak up, turning around only to see a shocked Kegayama.

He immediately looked down to hide his embarassment. "I wasn't follo-"

"Shut up, creep. It's obvious you were."

It was a tiny moment of silence. Kageyama stared at your eyes, stunned. While you squinted your eyes at the sight of him holding a volleyball.

"Uhm," Kageyama cleared his throat and looked back up. "Kageyama Tobio."

"[L/n] [Y/n]." You said.

"Nice to meet you, [Y/n]." He bowed.

"Yeah, you too." And with that, you walked away.

Kageyama stood still as he watched you entering your house. He wasn't able to move his legs. He was too stunned and curious about what you had to do with his life. Why appear in my thoughts if she's like this to me in real life?

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