𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐤𝐞

01. lotto

"are you that desperate to meet our manager?" kita asked to the whiny atsumu.

"yes!" atsumu whined while clinged to kita's side.

"you can find our manager on one of the stalls," said kita while exchanging glances with aran. "now go search our manager." he shoo-ed atsumu away but atsumu remained still clinged to his side.

"the name is haruka, go go now." kita says as he pushes atsumu out to the hallway.

"yer so cruel, kita-san," atsumu whined. he then began walking mindlessly along the crowded hallway.

his head is on the cloud, wondering about his mysterious manager. haruka? there aren't many harukas in inarizaki. is it haruka nanase the water loving guy? or haruka- hmm, haruka the one in cooking club? wait, is his manager a girl or a boy?

"i guess --"

"ack!" atsumu crashed into something or someone, making him fell down.

his eyes shut closed but when he felt there is something on top of him, he quickly opened his eyes and met with a beautiful mesmerizing pair of eyes.

"yer okay, first year?"

oh no.

"hello??" the person on top of him waved in front of atsumu's face, his expression showing confusion.

"i-- i'm, er--" atsumu stuttered his words. he is completely speechless when he realized he crashed into his crush who is he simped for secretly (kita knows though).

"'m 'kay," atsumu's voice is small.

atsumu's crush the lifted his body. so instead of lying on atsumu's chest he sits on his stomach.

atsumu's ears went red.

"h-ha-haru-senpai!" atsumu squeaked.

"what?" the older replied.

"i--i--" atsumu's words seemed like they vanished into thin air.

"aight', i'll go then, see you first year!" the second year got up and then walked off as he waved to the awestruck first year. and atsumu no kokoro is definitely daijobujanai in that very time.

"am i dying?"

no  you are just having a gay panic smh.

later that day, atsumu went over to osamu's class to hang around because he got no friends beside the guys from the team. people (plus osamu) said that he is just so irritating to no end, so he didn't really can click in with other person who doesn't share the same interest as him.

except they got the same volleyball brain.

this whole fic is a diss track for atsumu and i don't regret it at all. i love you 'tsumu but osamu is the better twin.

atsumu is currently out of this world. acting like the main character in an anime, he looks out of the open wide window to the main street of inarizaki, waiting for this certain senior to pass by.

"so have you met our manager?" suna asked the daydreaming atsumu.

"so cute," mumbles atsumu, his eyes keep looking out of the window.

"hah?" osamu frowned at his twin. atsumu clearly out of this world. no cap.

"tsumu, haf'ya met our manager?" osamu slapped atsumu's head.

"..."

no response.

"is this man dead?"

"broke his ankles please."