𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 ⤖ miya atsumu

1° 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 // a𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘭 2012

April 2012

"Hello. I am l/n, y/n from the prefecture of Tokyo. Today, I'll be a new student here, so please take care of me. Thank you."

The small and white-green color schemed classroom was repleted with cricket rackets and the faint whispers of chitchatting students. The aroma of fresh leaves, wet wood, and humid air stuffed your nostrils: ah! smells like the countryside.

"L/n-san, your homeroom teacher announced in a shrilling voice, there's an available spot at the back of the class, next to Suna-san."

You nodded and headed towards the empty seat next to the windows. Besides you, a black-haired boy, who you assumed was Suna-san, was snoring softly, his face buried into his arms. 

***

A fuzzy alarmed started booming through the dusty grey intercoms: it was break time. As soon as the bell went off, a group of girls approached you, rather shyly, and began introducing you to everyone in the class.

"The lazy bum napping beside you is Suna-kun. His looks are pretty popular with the girls, but his personality is definitely something he should work on." A small friendly brunette named Chihiro-san remarked while snickering, to which Suna flipped in response. 

"Chihiro-san." a stern voice echoed from the windows near the hallway. You turned around swiftly and saw an imposing white with black undertones haired upperclassman poking his head through the glass pane.

"We have practice earlier today. Be there at 3:30 alright?"

"Understood, Kita-senpai, Chihiro-san nodded and faced back to you. That's Kita-senpai, the captain of our school's volleyball team. I'm the manager, and the sleeping monkey next to you is also apart of the club."

Suddenly, the face of the chubby girl at your right lit up:

"Speaking of volleyball members, we also have the best high school setter in all of Japan in our class!"

At the slight reference of this glorious title, the pack of friends started squealing like precarious pigs.

"Do you see the handsome blond guy with an undercut two seats in front of yours?  Another girl with pigtails asked. That's Atsumu-kun!"

"He's always cheerful and bright!"

"Friendly, funny, and easy to talk to too!"

"Miya-san also has good grades, and is athletic to top it off!"

"Oh, how I wish my boyfriend could be as perfect as him."

"Then ditch Aran-senpai and date Atsumu-kun instead baka!"

Their never-ending chatter drowned inside your ears along with any outside noises generated inside the loud classroom or by the countryside nature of Hyogo. 

You observed the said Blondie with curiosity: he sure was physically attractive, but something about a certain part of his features disturbed you a lot.

"His eyes are blank, sparkless, devoid of any emotions." You mumbled quietly to yourself, as you looked down in contemplation.

After whispering that remark, you felt a pair of piercing emerald eyes staring intensely at you.