𝙃𝙐𝙎𝙏𝙇𝙀 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙃𝙄𝙏 // 𝙤𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝙫𝙞

You walked to school the next day with Sakiyama, Tsubasa and Harukaze.

"So, you got a mysterious text from a handsome stranger?" Sakiyama repeated for the umpteenth time today.
"Yes," you gritted your teeth, "I dunno... it all seems like one huge prank or something."

"I think you should wait it out," Harukaze added helpfully, "you know, in case it isn't a prank! You could gain a friend, or even more so, a partner!"

You sighed and thought for a moment.
"I guess you're right..." you murmured, rubbing the back of your neck.
"Any commentary, Tsu-chan?" Sakiyama asked.
"Huh? No," Tsubasa answered, "I was just wondering... why milk tastes... so good..."

You tilted your head.
"Uh, Tsubasa-chan... you sound a bit like Kags," you said.
"Wha-? Oh. Oops," her cheeks painted a faint rose and she laughed.

"You totally like him." Sakiyama said, nudging Harukaze for an input, "she totally likes him, huh, Haru-chan?"

"Definitely," Harukaze nodded.
"I-I do not! You're all being stupid! I just admire him!" Tsubasa shook her head.
"Yeah, you could even say you look up to him," Sakiyama teased, patting the brunette's head.

"Don't be fucking rude!" Tsubasa smacked her round the head with her water bottle. The lid came off, yet Harukaze somehow perceived the situation and pulled you back, leaving Tsubasa and Sakiyama to become drenched.

A few first-year girls started giggling as they passed.
"So weird," one whispered.
"Say that to my face, you snot-nosed brats!" Sakiyama yelled. They blenched and then scurried away.

"That wasn't too nice, Sakki-chan," Harukaze said with a frown as you entered the school with them.

"Alright, I'll see you, Harukaze-chan!" you said with a small wave as the outside hitter left into class 2.

"See you, Tsubasa-chan!" you repeated the gesture as Tsubasa entered class 3.

You then walked along with Sakiyama, who spoke nonstop about pretty stranger, until you reached class 5 which is where she would leave.

"See ya, [L/N]!" you smiled at the fact she hadn't used an honorific, "I'll report back with my findings at lunchtime, alright? And don't think I've forgotten about your now much-more-complicated love scandal!"

You rolled your eyes yet your mouth held a smile. You waved a farewell and then turned, beginning to walk to class 6.

You spotted the girl who you had cheered up yesterday and gave her a wink and a smile. Her eyes lit up and she started chattering animatedly to her friends.

"[L/N]-chan!"

At the familiar voice, you turned to your side.
"Oh. Oikawa-san," you said, "what is it?"

"Do I have to want something to talk to my second-favourite setter?" he asked, eyes wide from the surprise you gave at your aloof reaction.

"I'm not your second-favourite setter, Oikawa-san," you folded your arms, stopping outside the door to class 6.
"You'ee not?" he tilted his head, to which you shook your own.

"No, I'm not," you replied, "now, would you be so kind as to leave me alone?"
He frowned, and then sighed, putting his hands in his pockets.
"Alright. Fine," he nodded, before trudging off into the classroom with an almost depressed aura.

You entered after him and sat down at your desk. The boys in the two desks to your right were whispering and chuckling to each other.

You were about to tell them to hush up when one looked around - the teacher was distracted, explaining a subject to the class - and raised his forearm to his lips, before blowing a raspberry into the crook of his elbow. Nobody seemed to notice his doing it, but everybody noticed when him and his male friend whipped around to face the corner of the room.