Quiet / m.atsumu

7. manage

THIRD POV

It's been a week and a half since Y/n was invited as manager. She accepted the invite and helped the team with their training, the coach can't help but feel reassured that they finally have the most decent manager. Mostly girls that apply for this position do shit at their job. They just gawk and attempt to chat with the boys.

The coach looked at her staring at Atsumu with a blank face, conversing normally. But he sighed when Atsumu got hit on the head with a bottle, courtesy of Osamu.

Atsumu stumbled near her and Y/n stopped breathing. Literally.

His minty cologne mixed with the smell of soap and slight sweat made her a little dizzy, but she helped him get balance. He sheepishly grinned, "Ah, sorry."

The girl nodded as she took his towel, drying his face and neck for him. She froze as she realized what she was doing. But shrugged it off, this seems normal. She can sanitize later.

His eyes widened as he froze, "W-What are you doing?"

The girl stopped and looked at him as if he was stupid. He mentally face palmed as if just remembering that she still can't speak. He gulped, "Thanks, I guess."

Y/n nodded and draped his towel on Atsumu's shoulder before walking away. Osamu called her and asked for another bottle.

"Were you flirting with my brother just now?" Osamu raised his brow as he drank. His eyes never left the girl as she was scribbling something down. She stopped and tilted her head to him. The girl just shook her head and grabbed his bottle when he was done.

He frowned, "You know, I'm clearly the better twin."

She stopped and turned around. The girl nodded, wholly agreeing with him. Osamu just snickered as Atsumu glared at him from afar.

The gym doors opened and some random guy went inside casually, everyone stopped when they saw him approaching their busy manager.

"L/n-san, I got the papers. You told me that I can give it to you before school ends right?" The boy asked, staring intently at the girl. Most of them were silent as the girl's mouth moved, but they couldn't hear a thing.

Atsumu and Suna almost flipped when they saw the boy laugh as he patted the girl's head. And most of all, she smiled shortly but turned around to hide it. Osamu just grimaced and looked away. Kita approached both of them.

"Y/n, who's this?" Kita asked as he eyed the boy. He just slightly rolled his eyes and looked away, waiting for Y/n to tell him to leave.

She nodded to the boy and he nodded back, he turned around and left.

"A friend," She quietly said to Kita, her voice sounded sweet and Kita's brows shot up.

"Your voice is fine now?" He asked as they both walked to the bench.

She nodded, "I can only talk a bit though."

He nodded, not knowing what to say. The girl just continued to make clear notes, occasionally glancing at the team. Atsumu, Suna, and Osamu walked to them.

"Kita-san, can she speak now?" Suna said, impatience glazing his eyes. The twins stared at Kita expectantly for an answer.

"She...," Kita looked at the busy girl.

She sighed, "Get back to practice," The girl walked away and picked the used towels with the bottles.

"Woah," Atsumu's eyes widened.

"Don't tell me you're turned on by that, 'Tsumu?" Osamu raised a brow at his twin.

"What? Shut up, 'Samu!" He scowled but blushed anyway.