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He tosses the ball into the air as he ran, her eyes were on his form and he could feel her stare as he jumped into the air. Powerfully, he served the ball and the ball went to the left corner of the court where a player stood, he poorly served the ball, earning a point for Aoba Johsai. He looked where she was seated with the rest of her team, her eyes pierced right through his soul when he made eye contact with her. Her hands were on her lap while she had her tracksuit on, her hair was loose and he liked it that way. He noticed the book in her hands as she wrote stuff down while occasionally looking on the court, he raised a brow as he thought to himself, 'Is she taking notes of us?'
She watched how he did another powerful serve for the fifth time, she wrote down how they used hidden techniques as they played. Her eyes were stern yet soft as she watches the match with a small smile on her face, she bit back a laugh when an adult mistaking Hinata and Nishinoya for Grade kids. As Aoba Johsai won their game, she packed up her stuff while taking out her motorcycle, she was completely silent as she walks alone to her vehicle. As she was next to her ride, she placed her duffle bag down onto the seat of the bike. She picks up her hair as she was about to place her helmet on but paused as a voice spoke, "You know, I cant wait for tomorrow's game against you guys."
She spoke as she continued her actions while not turning to the face the figure who watched her a few feet away, "Too bad." He raised a brow at her and stated as she placed the helmet on her head, "What do you mean, 'Too bad', Angel-chan?" She flips up her visor as she turned towards him, he saw her golden-blue eyes peak from her gape in her helmet as she spoke, "I'm not playing tomorrow." Shocked, he gripped her biceps and she flinched a bit as she stared up at him, he retorted as he stared back into her eyes with disbelief, "What? Why aren't you playing tomorrow?" She sighs while shaking off of his hands from her skin, she got onto her bike as she explained, "I have a family meeting with my parents who are coming tomorrow from Italy. Apparently, they want to see how I've been doing here in Japan."
She reversed and he stepped out of the way, she nods as she revved the motorcycle before driving away as the sun started setting. He watched how she disappeared in a second and he clenches his fist as he murmured with a glare, "I really wanted to play against her in tomorrows' match and now she's busy... Damn..." Meanwhile, she enjoyed driving home as the colors exploded in the sky, she felt like she had finally peace but not for long when her parents arrive from Italy tomorrow, she wasn't looking forward to it.
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She frowned as she tugged at the outfit that she was forced to wear, Renjiro jabs her bicep slightly as he whispered to her as cameras were on them, "Oi, quit that. The damn paparazzi are here." She gave him a strained smile as she narrowed her eyes while retorting when she noticed how he tugged at the tie of his suit, "You're the one to talk. I just don't understand how we cant be a normal family." He rolled his eyes as he shoved his hands into his trouser's pockets as he looked at the cameras and crowd around them as they watch for their parents to arrive. His hair was slightly gelled to the side while he had black studs in.
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THE FALLEN ANGEL AT KARASUNO || HAIKYUU! FANFIC|| [HAITUS]
Fanfic||Warning: This is heavily unedited and from 2020.|| I huff out of exhaustion as I felt the small beads of sweat drip down my face, I wipe them away with the back of my hand and smirk. My team is one of the best teams in the world, we're known as 'T...