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it was a normal lunchtime when you heard someone call for you.

"y/n! someone from the volleyball team is looking for you," one of your classmates yelled from across the room.

you thought it was no biggie since hinata told you he was going to your classroom at this hour to return the notes he borrowed from you.

just as you were skipping your way the class door, you lost your balance when you saw who was waiting for you.

you tripped. and to make it worse, in front of your crush.

"y/n, are you okay?" kageyama ran to help you up.

"yeah. i think just saw a unicorn or something," great excuse y/n, you're fucked up.

"i don't thi-" you cut him off. "uhmm, can i ask what you're here for by the way?"

"hinata-boke asked me to return these to you," he handed you the notes and felt your hands brush at each other. fuck, they're soft

"and also, i thought i needed to give this as a thank you for tutoring us you know. it really helped," he scratched the back of his neck, handing you a pack of yogurt milk and blueberry cheesecake. my favorite

"awww... thank you kags. but for real, you can always ask for help if you need," you literally didn't know where that confidence came from for calling him that nickname.

"oh-okay. see you later then, l/n," the boy ran, to not let you see the crimson that was crawling up his cheeks.

"he totally likes you," your classmate, nana, spoke.

"agree!" her best friend, minako, butted in.

you don't know why but the thought of him liking you back just made your tummy churn and heart do a fucking
backflip.









i hope so.

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