Y/N'S POV
I sighed deeply as I rubbed my temple, taking notes in Math class is the hardest in my opinion. I have to write all these head aching numbers and the formulas. Taking one is hard enough, but taking two is on another level. I cracked my fingers and proceeded to write again.
"You're really hardworking, wiritng with both hands. I'll treat you after school if you want?" Suna quietly said, his cheek planted on his desk as he looked at me.
I slightly jumped but sighed and shook my head, continuing the formula I was writing. I glanced at Suna for a bit and shook my head, refusing his offer.
"Hm, but I have practice so I guess it's okay if we don't go."
Practice? For what?
I glanced at him with a raised brow. I turned to the teacher who was writing on the board. Taking out a piece of paper, I wrote a question 'practice what?'.
I slid the paper on his desk and continued taking notes with one hand, taking a break on my other one. I saw him write on the paper at the corner of my eye. He probably wants to stay quiet now.
He slid the paper back to me and leaned back on his seat, ushering for me to read it. I carefully took the paper and saw a drawing.
It's a person who looked him, spiking a...volleyball?
I tilted my head at the picture and folded the paper. I leaned back on my chair and looked up, taking a deep breath. I was stifling my laughter, the drawing was not that bad, but his hair looked unequal compared to his real hair. It was just a little mistake, but I wanted to burst out of laughing right now. I straightened my posture and looked away from his confused stare.
"Pft," I quietly let out, squeezing my eyes shut as I refrained a laugh.
I turned to Suna with a blank look and nodded. The pen I was using ran out of ink, so I took another one. But I saw his unequal hair again, and I coughed to stifle a laugh.
"L/n, are you alright? Do you need to go to the clinic again?" The teacher spoke up and I shook my head rapidly. He slowly nodded and continued discussing again.
Suna lightly poked my side, "You're a little red right now, what's gotten into you?" He frowned. I blinked and quietly took a mirror, I saw my slightly flushed face.
I put it back in my bag and shook my head at him, giving him thumbs up. His brows were furrowed but he nodded, resting on his desk to sleep again.
As I wrote the last formula, the school bell rang. I hastily fixed my things and stood up, Suna was still knocked out so I approched him.
My hands lightly shook him and I noticed him stirring awake. He raised his head but dropped it again to continue sleeping. I frowned and crouched, I put my fingers on his desk as I peeked at him, watching him sleep. I have to think hard on how to wake him up.
"Yo, Suna," A boy approached us and I stood up.
I glanced at Suna who sighed before sitting up, slightly stretching before he looked at me. He got up as took his bag and mine, "Let's go to our next class."
"What the hell dude, you didn't even spare a glance at us," A voice whined.
Suna stopped and rolled his eyes, "Shut up, Atsumu. Let's just all go to the next class peacefully."
The twins and I followed him like puppies, before the Atsumu guy silver haired version spoke up.
"Suna, is she your girlfriend or something?" The guy asked as he raised a brow at me. I looked away and walked closer to Suna, feeling a little annoyed from his gaze.
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Quiet / m.atsumu
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