Peppermint [Asahi Azumane]

~ overthinking ~

As I watch him jog back to the court, I see Noya giving me an enthusiastic thumbs up which in turn let me know I've done my part for the teams match. Now all that's left to do is wait.

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Karasuno had barely won the first two matches. And although this was a practice match, it was one of the best ways to get Asahi to believe in himself again. He deserved it.

Throughout the matches, I had noticed one of Nekomas members kept staring in my direction with a devilish smirk spread across his face. He looks back at me as soon as they lost, trying his hardest to give off the idea that he didn't care about losing because he still believed that Nekoma was better. Without the element of surprise from Hinata, he would be correct.

And so I give him a little wave and a smile. He immediately widened his eyes from that. In an attempt to mess with him further, I start taking a few long strides in his direction when he turned back around to his teammates. I stood right behind him and gave him a light tap on the shoulder.

"Hey, I caught you looking at me a few times so I wanted to introduce myself. I'm y/n. You guys played well today." I revealed, holding out my hand for him to shake. As he reached back to mine, I couldn't help but notice how tall he actually was up close. Same with his hands; absolutely huge. I continue thinking about how most of these guys are at least 5'10 as he flashes his signature smirk,

"The names Kuroo. Are you a new manager or something?"

"I actually just transferred to Karasuno, so this is my first day in training I guess."

"Ahh great! Im guessing that means Ill see you at the party this Friday then?"

"Probably. Ill end up getting dragged there anyways"

"Alright, great. I'll see you there then."

"I'll see ya." i say before seeing Karasuno huddling up in a circle. Waving goodbye to Kuroo, I hurry back to squeeze into the huddle, albeit awkwardly.

Ukai starts babbling about the match using multiple terms I didn't know the meaning of yet, assuming it was all relating to volleyball techniques and plays.

I was so confused trying to decipher what Coach was saying that I didn't notice Asahis brain pingponging back and forth wondering why I had walked up to Kuroo.

After tuning out the volleyball conversation, I couldn't help but think about whether or not Id walk home with someone or all alone. Maybe someone on the team starts on the same route as me.

Today was exhausting, so maybe it'd be best to speedwalk half the way home to avoid anyone going in my direction.

"Wait, doesn't Asahi live near me?" I mumble to myself so quietly, it's a miracle someone heard it.

"Y/N? What was that?" Suga questioned.

"Oh uhh, nothing. I was kinda zoning out sorry." I confessed. The huddle breaks up and I'm finally able to get home.

"Bye Kiyoko, bye Yachi" I waved goodbye to my new friends as I began speeding up to get home as fast as possible.

"Come to school at the same time tomorrow, okay?" Kiyoko called out.

"Yeah of course."

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Fall is my favourite season. Definitely the time when I feel the most relaxed. Just cool enough to sit in your room with the window cracked open, sipping on hot tea which totally contradicts having the window open to cool down. But who cares? It's fall! Orange leaves falling one by one, crunching noises after every step. The perfect chilly breeze. Shoving my headphones in once again, I notice no one is around me, and so I do what every person would. I hummed.

As soon as I stand on the driveway, I felt that there might be someone watching me intently.

"Oh shit." I mutter. "Uhhh hi Asahi. Hopefully you didn't hear all of that" I chuckle nervously.

"I did" he replies with a crooked smile.

He had such a cute smile.

"Well I hope you enjoyed the show then" I desperately try to cancel out some of the awkwardness Im feeling.

"Do you live around here?"

"Yeah, just around the corner there." he points to the bend at the street.

"How have I not seen you around yet, I live right here!" I point to the house of the driveway I'm standing on.

"Oh uh I don't know." he answers, nervousness taking over his amusement. "I actually gotta get home, I have a big test to study for" he hesitantly turned around before I caught up to him.

"Gimme your phone" I demand, holding out my hand. He quickly passes it to me with a hesitant look on his face.

I type something in and pass it back to him, our hands briefly touching.

"I forgot I didn't ask for your number so I just put it in your phone. If you ever feel like hanging out or studying with me, just text me. Im always free." I smile in hopes he sends one back.

"Oh, alright." he semi-dryly responds. My eyebrows furrow as he turns around to walk home.

Why has he been so many mixed responses to my attempts at flirting? He always had that subtle flush to his cheeks, but his response to me giving him my number was so... lacklustre.

I walk back up my driveway and into my home, setting my bag on my bed in my room, and spend the rest of my day studying and overthinking.

After cleaning up the gym, I noticed Y/N rushing out the door without saying goodbye to the rest of the team. Stepping outside, I start my walk home.

She lives close to me doesn't she? Thinking about a test I have tomorrow, I hear a soft humming ahead of me; it was her. She was humming, gently waving her fingers back and forth to whatever was playing in her headphones. After a song or two, she pulled out a headphone and turned facing me. My heart starts beating at the quick pace it always does when she looks at me.

I could never end up inviting her to that party, I get too in my head about every little detail. She explains to me that she lives close to me, or at least thats what I think she was talking about, I cant focus around her.

As she holds her hand out asking for my phone, I pass it to her. She put her number in it in case I wanted to hang out.

Now she's saying she'd want to hang out with me? Before I know it, Im walking back home.

"God, I'm so stupid." I mutter to myself. I step into my house, planning on spending the rest of my day studying and overthinking.