i'm sorry, koshi sugawara (suga x reader)

the seat

y/n pov

i stand around nervously looking for someone i don't even know. how in the hell am i supposed to save him. 

"ok class lets do a seating arrangement we'll start in the back and then move forward," the teacher, a middle aged man, breaks the silence. "lets start with the first seat." 

"sugawara koshi, oikawa y/n," i don't pay attention to the names yet i see him go slowly to his seat. i see as a medium height slender built boy with grey hair walks to the seat. 

'so that's sugawara'

the teacher breaks me out of my train of thought, "ms. oikawa please go take your seat."

should i ask for a different seat, gosh i'm so scared of whats going to happen. i just decide to go to my seat and not complain. the boy, sugawara, is smiling and waving as i walk towards him. 

'wow his smile is hypnotizing' i return a quick smile and then sit down.

i do what the letter says to do,

"hi, i'm oikawa y/n, but you can just call me uh y/n," i seriously can't believe i am doing this. 

"well hello, i'm sugawara koshi. you can call me suga if you'd like, that's what everyone calls me at volleyball." 

'omg volleyball, this was in the letter, how do i get him to invite me to practice. i probably shouldn't push it right. this is so stress-' my thoughts get cut off by a cheerful laugh. 

"you look really cute when you stare off into space like that." he smiles brightly at me. as for me my cheeks are literally the color of my tie, i return his smile with a low laugh. 

"oh i didn't mean to make you all embarrassed, i'm super sorry y/n." the intent in his eyes changed from almost childlike to melancholy in a second.

i'll take note of that. 

"oh uh no it's perfectly fine." i laugh as i speak and he smiles, his eyes turning innocent again. 

interesting. 

"so are you doing anything after school?" he breaks the silence. here's my chance.

"not that i know of, are you doing anything after school?" i speak as i grab my pencils from my bag. 

"i have volleyball practice," i meet his eyes and he scratches the back of his neck, "if you would uhm like to go, you can? we have some new first years that are pretty good."

i smile. thank. god. 

"i would love to, i bet you're really good!" he smiles at my remark. 

"well i don't know about good y/n." he sighs and looks towards the floor. 

-time skip to after school-

"suga! hey wait up, you're walking so fast!" i run towards him panting, god i feel like i just ran a marathon. 

"oh sorry, y/n. haha i didn't think you were gonna come." he scratches the back of his head. "why wouldn't i, i'm gonna come support you duh." i smile walking behind him. he smiles at my response and leads me to the gym. as soon as i walk in i see a ball come towards me at an insane speed, yet a hand comes faster to block the ball. 

"are you okay?" suga looks at my face to make sure his hand didn't ricochet into my face. when i catch his eyes a slight tint dusts my cheeks. "uh yeah, i think i just lost a few years of my life haha oh my god." i put my hands on my knees and breath in deep. "well, i'm glad you're ok."