Don't leave | seijoh x reader

chapter 7 - lies

    Are you serious? Please tell me this is a sick dream. Can't you just enjoy one day at school? Is that too much to ask? Shifting on the bench to sit facing her. As soon as you look at her face she scoffs at you. "What did the volleyball team not want you?" she asks with fake pity in her voice, pouting her lip out. You could already feel a thick lump in your throat.

    "Are you mute now? Feeling like you're above me now that you're with someone else? I called it didn't I girls? The girls snicker at your vulnerable state, agreeing with the her. It was odd, she would bully you but you didn't even know her name. By now you think you would know the name of the person who bullies you. Her name must be that much more irrelevant if it wasn't worth remembering.

    Not feeling like putting up a fight, not that you ever did anyways, you slump your shoulders, and await the beating to start. "See she knows her place. What a good little dog she is." truth be told you kind of forgot, Moto, was even sitting next to you. "Hey why don't you leave Y/n, alone?" he slides his hand under the table placing it on top of yours. Rubbing your fingers with his thumb reassuring you he's here with you. The feeling of comfort left as quickly as it came.

    "Why? I don't even know why you're with them. They're so weak, look at them." she says. You could practically hear the venom dripping from her mouth as she spoke about you. As if you were taboo. You flip your hand around, and squeeze his hand feeling him do the same to you. "Listen I don't know what your problem is but you need to leave. Now." you couldn't believe. Were your ears deceiving you? Moto, was so kind, and usually flustered about the smallest things but the way he spoke to her with the same amount of hatred in his voice.

    Then again you were getting bullied in this moment in front of him. The girl smacks her lips together placing her hands on her hips. "My problem with her is thinking she can have Oikawa, and the rest of the team to herself! I already gave her a good beating last Friday, and i'll do it again if she keeps acting out of place!" he let go of your hand, his head hanging low his chin almost touching the top of his chest. Bangs covering his eyes. He unhurriedly stands up, and you start to think to yourself "Well this is it, isn't it? He's going to leave me because he thinks I have a thing for them."

    Surprisingly that's not what happens. Moto, slams his hand down on the table causing it to shake from how hard he hit it. Looking up leering at her in utter disbelief, and revulsion. You could see his eyes darken. His voice dropped an octave "If you ever touch her again, i'll do the same thing to you." his look doesn't falter at all. The girls start cowering in fear trying not to show it. "Whatever, we're out of here girls." her confidence was obviously knock down a peg or two. You silently encourage him on in your head. Yeah hit her! Wait no, you can't. Shaking those thoughts from your mind you carefully put your hand on his arm, calling out to him. "Moto, thank you."

His eyes soften at the sight of you. Sitting down he hugs you tightly rubbing soothing circles on your back. Nothing but silence, and you were grateful for it. You wouldn't trust your voice not to crack if you kept talking. Hearing the bell ring 'causes you to grip his shirt not wanting to let go. You shove your face into his chest as if that would stop the time. Going to your next class meant seeing her. It was a understatement to say you were worried.

Would she take his outburst as your fault, and start to bully you even more? Quite frankly you don't want to find out. Maybe you should stop trying to become the manager. Getting up he starts packing up the lunch. Taking your hand in his you start making your way to your class in no hurry. This meant he would be late to his own class but to him you were more important then having a tardy. Maybe she was right. Maybe they don't want you there.

Makki, and, Mattsun, have begun to ignore you as if you were the plague. The other boys don't seem to want you. Given they've made no attempt to get to know you. Could you really complain about that though? You didn't go out of your way either. Yeah, you should talk the coaches about quitting. The bullying should stop after that. Always saying you are too close to them. It only makes sense she would leave you alone if you quit. Right before you enter class you tell, Moto, thank you, and look in the classroom to see the teacher sitting at her desk looking at papers. Walking in you sit down, and realize you didn't get the chance to reapply your concealer. Nothing you could do about it now.

You were in last period now. Nothing bad has happened since lunch. It was calming, but something felt off. The door opens, and you see the principal looking around. Spotting you he tells you to come with him. Your palms are sweating, getting clampy. You've done nothing wrong so there's no need to be anxious. Getting to his office you take a seat massaging your wrist, a coping method you use often. "Ayumu Y/n, care to tell me why i've gotten multiple reports of you bullying, Yogi Kanami?"

Do you even know anyone by that name? "I'm sorry sir but I have no clue who that is." you can tell by his face he was fed up with your response. "Ayumu, you pulled Miss Yogi, down by her shirt, and banged her head against the floor twice. I have more than five people coming forward, and saying they saw you." what?! I bullied her?! "Sir! She bullied me!" wrong move on your part. "Don't raise your voice to me! You'll be suspended for a week. When you come back I expect you to apologize to her, and not bully her or anyone again. Got it? Now go back to class, and when school is out go straight home." nodding your head in defeat, you get up, and make your way to the classroom.

Once you get there only waiting a few minutes until the bell rings. You grab your bag, getting your phone out dialing, Moto's, number staying behind in the classroom. He picks up after what felt like forever.
"Y/n, are you okay?"
"No. Can you take me home today?"
"Yeah give me a minute. Stay in the classroom."

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The book is going to start taking off from here, and getting more interesting.