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DESPITE YOUR DETERMINED WORDS, your own cowardice prevented yourself from asking the peculiar black-haired boy to eat out with you in the cafeteria. Mika, the brunette smiled at your furrowed brows. Together, the two of you were eating in the cafeteria, waiting for your two other male friends as they went to buy their lunches. She carefully picked up her handmade egg roll from her bento before popping it in her mouth. "It's okay, [y/n]-chan! You can try again tomorrow."
You groaned, ducking your head underneath both of your arms, your face heating up. "No! I'm glad I didn't! He barely knows me!" Mika chuckles as she wipes a piece of rice off her chin. "That's fine. Think of it as a friendly hang out!" She continues, "I mean... it depends. If you need romance tips, senpai's got ya!"
Your head whips up, ready to retaliate with a loud, 'I don't like him!' until Hirono sits beside you abruptly— Eikichi a bit more gentle as he sits beside his girlfriend. "What's going on?"
Eikichi's voice, as deep and stern as usual, asks. If you weren't part of the Student Council, you'd probably be shaking in your skirt as he spoke. Though now that you were the secretary, you got used to it and learned to decode his emotions through his unusual monotonous voice. "Just girl things! Don't mind it." Mika says and pats Eikichi's silver hair. Hirono, beside you, raises a brow at your flushed face but he doesn't question it.
"Anyway—" Eikichi clears his throat and face the both of you from the other wide of the table. "We'll be giving out Class applications later, so please come by the council room after eating."
You and Hirono were about to tell him you were supposed to come to class early but you reluctantly shut your mouth back close slowly, knowing your president would've nagged your ears off about following duties.
"By the way..."
Your eyes snap to the tan-skinned male beside you, "Where were the both of you yesterday? [y/n] and I suspected you both had extracurriculars but checking your attendance, you both didn't have any." You tilted your head to the both of them in front of you.
Mika coughed violently on her closed fist and a faint but noticeable blush appeared on Eikichi's face. The looks on both their faces made Hirono grin wickedly. "That's.. none of your business, Hir—"
"Oh, prezzy! You naughty dog-!"
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Within the halls of Karasuno, you walked with a skip in your step, tightly caging the applications you had in your arms while walking room to room. The rubber soles of your uniform shoes slightly making a squeak across the linoleum floors, smiling to your fellow classmates on the way to the class of one of your close friends, Yachi Hitoka.
The blond girl's shy demeanor naturally contrasted your bright and energetic aura— surprising anyone around you how you managed to stay close friends with her.
With a few minutes before classes started again, you knocked on the wooden sliding doors, fixing your [h/c] hair behind your ear and straightening your beige sweater. The doors slid open and the class representative opened the door, greeting you. "I'm here to deliver the applications! Hopefully your class has something planned!"
They smiled and nodded, letting you in while you handed them the paper.
You took time to walk to Yachi's chair, hoping to greet (and maybe surprise-) your blond friend. Your feet came to a halt and you sweatdropped, realizing there were to familiar mops of hair by her seat, which happened to be the two noisy volleyball players you met just yesterday. You were about to walk away and relieve the nervous pounding of your heart until Yachi spotted you.
"[y/n]!"
You stopped with one foot midair, your posture near solid as you turned around with a hectic smile. "Yaaaachii..." You drawled out your greeting.
"OH! It's the secretary!" The shorter orange one (wasn't his name... Hinaru? Hime?.. Hinata!) shouts out, pointing a finger at you while gripping a piece of paper littered with red marks. The taller black haired boy shook in where he stood, turning around with an equally nervous smile. "Heeyyy.. Hinata...?"
Yachi asks you to come over with a flick of her finger and you reluctantly oblige. Standing a bit too stiffly at the setter beside you. "Hi! Thanks for coming over to talk." Yachi's voice is as meek as ever and you nearly squeal at how cute she's being right now. "Yep. I just needed to drop off some paperwork for the festival!" Your attitude does a solid 180° once you synch with her. She turns to her two friends, "I can talk about tutoring you two later at club, is that fine?"
Hinata nods, his smile as bright as ever. Kageyama keeps his head low and nods as well.
They grab their pencil cases and were ready to leave until Hinata pipes up, "Wait.. Yachi!" She jumps up from her seat, her hands up and a startled expression on her face. He points at you once again and you swear his brown eyes are nearly staring into your soul with how determinedly dumbfounded he looks. "Can she teach us?"
You and Yachi stare.
"I mean, being part of the student council must mean you're smart right?! We're having trouble with Japanese Lit—" The ball of sunshine raises his paper and Kageyama's hand, also revealing their failed grades, "So please! Teach us!" He bows ro exaggerate his plea and it nearly makes you laugh. Yachi shakes her hands frantically— "I-I don't think [y/n] would-" You cut her off.
You weren't going to lie, they were a fun bunch, plus maybe getting to know them was a good idea? You laugh and shake your head. "It's fine with me. I'll be willing to help students and Yachi's friends." Hinata beams. Kageyama in turn feels his soul leave his body with the uncomfortable clenching of his gut.
"Thank you!"
Before the bell rings, they dash off.
"I just realized.." Yachi tilts her head at you, fixing her desk. "How do you know them..?"
