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❥Ushijima Wakatoshi

❥title: heartthrob
❥story: fluff 😗✌️
❥warnings: none

I had to write this shiT 4 times, 'cause wattpad is a hoe (luv u bb) and decided to delete the paragraphs and basically all words written.

This was supposed to be uploaded a day ago or smth, but sOmenE had to mess my writings up. I had a small breakdown because of that and I'm still ranting.. Sooo, I'm sorry if this isn't as good as the original [even though you guys haven't seen it before.] but I tried my hardest to remember what it was before it got all removed..

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"And here she comes.." Semi groaned out, his attention averting from the h/c female running towards them with a satisfied expression plastered onto her face, towards the floor - face palming earlier than he had imagined too.

"Ushiwakaaa~" you sang, arms falling around everywhere whilst some students either had to duck down or slightly moved away to avoid getting hit by the so called 'obstacle'. The male ace looked over to you, hearing his name being called in a cooing way. A hand raising to wave back, atleast showing small acknowledgement directed towards your presence.

"Good morning, L/n." he greets, his hand falling back to his side as they watched your cheeks tint a light shade of pink, hands ladi across your face as you gushed over just hearing a small ounce of your name being said by the taller male right infront. "Awww~ you said my name!" cheering, he invisibly sweat drops. Worried that he may have done something wrong.

"I'm sorry, should I not call you by name?" He questioned cordially, though his expression still gave off his  neutral look. His dark olive orbs downright tranquil, his composure and posture refusing to show any signs of being strained and rigid. Unbothered by the attentiveness some students had already shown both you and him.

"Oh no, you can call me anything you like~!" you suggestively pointed, earning a small yet heavy sigh from the setter just right beside the ace infront of you. "How about idiot?" you frowned, glaring over towards Semi  - who seemed to either be irritated or mocking you with his expression, but you could care less. Showing your temper wasn't quite the logical decision right about now.

"Are you Ushiwaka?"

"No?"

"Then no," retorting, the male shaked his head in visible disbelief - swiftly winnowing out of your rather vicious stare, deciding to stay reticent for the better, seeing as having a small unneeded argument with you was pointless and unnecessary. Knowing it wouldn't put a dent in the goal you already had set in mind in all those time upon chasing Ushijima. Not in a literal way, but romantically.

Having to hear numerous statements of rejections from the ace, it was theoretically counted as a 3 digit number ever since primary school. Yes, so far you had managed to achieve feelings for the male who possibly or had already evidently showed his main priorities were on the sport volleyball. Even so, your confessions still continued to grow onto him. The declines of your confessions from him wasn't enough to stop you, being the soccer captain gave you a quite well-known reputation.

Not to mention your appearance wouldn't dare to go unnoticed by the crowd, and you decided to gain advantage on your confidence. So his rejections were no match for your honeyed yet genuine declaration of affection. Though you couldn't help but admit he was that type of man who was precarious and tricky to gain back the feelings to you. Logically only because he was always so focused on his preeminence, but again. Your independence won't let you accept defeat.