"THIS ROOM IS FILLED WITH ALL THE HOT VOLLEYBALL PLAYERS. TIME TO SHINE.".₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑**̑˟̑ෆ.₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑**̑˟̑ෆ.₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑**̑˟̑ෆ.₊̣̇.ෆ˟̑**̑˟̑ෆ.₊̣̇
chapter written in OIKAWAS POV.a lot of chatter has been surfacing amongst the school campus lately, apparently the owner"s daughter of the company named "playboy" is arriving today. actually, i think she's already here. what a shame i still haven't seen her. she must be an outcast.
what a waste if she isn't hot. i mean, the playboy company? shit i'm a playboy myself. my thoughts scattered my brain as i made my way to the cafeteria to meet the rest of the team.
my eyes wandered looking for a girl that would stand out, as depressing as it sounds.. i'm curious to see this girl. no sign of her yet.
"oikawa, did you hear about the new girl? apparently she's hot as fuck." iwa said as i began to unpack my lunch, the only words i heard from that were hot as fuck.
awfully, lunch was the same old boring thing. fangirls coming up to me and ruining my lunch, i can never eat in peace here.
30 minutes began to pass by as there was still no sign of the girl, frustrated i change my music to something that would get me more, calm i should say.
NOW PLAYING "505 ARCTIC MONKEY"
before i could even play my song the bell rang meaning school was over. "fuck." i murmured under my breathe annoyed, i didn't even get to eat my fucking cheesecake.
"time to practice eh?" i spoke out to my team with a sly smile on my face.
me and my team made my way to the gym until i saw the usual girls that would come here to watch us practice, they were my favorite.. they weren't persistent and they don't act clingy like every other girl at this school.
while i caught their attention quickly we all waved at them from a far until i noticed they were holding an unusual bag as they waited outside the bathroom. a pink rhinestone backpack. hmm, must be the new girl. i said smirking to myself.
ahh, i must practice good today huh? so dear of you to challenge me on your first day. i thought to myself.. i could already imagine what this girl looks like.
we arrived in the gym as everyone put their bags down and took their shirts off to change..
all of our attention immediately shifted to the door as we watched the group of girls walk in. there was a girl with long black hair, and a skirt that showed off her curves well. her skirt was short. short enough for my liking. my thoughts began to scatter all over the place as i examined her walking in.
she flipped her hair as she looked at everyone in the room, she walked in with confidence knowing she was the talk of the town. "you love the attention don't you." i thought to myself. she turned to me as she smiled widely, i couldn't help but stare.
"OIKAWA! C'MON YOU'RE SERVING FIRST!" coach yelled out-loud as my train of thought was broken.
YOUR POV.
i've been the talk of the town for this whole day, i just loved the attention.. girls have been coming up to me and mentioning a certain someone named "oikawa." i've never heard from him but kageyama has told me a couple things about this volleyball team, why not see the hype.
i met kageyama a while back when we ran into each other with my father, my father thought his facial features were beautiful and offered for him to model for our brand.. pretty crazy i say.
walking into the gym i got many stares from the entire team, it was a fun game trying to figure out who the mysterious oikawa was. at first i was thinking it was the guy with the spikey black hair, until the coach yelled his name out making it even easier for me to figure out who it was..
"OIKAWA! YOU'RE SERVING UP FIRST HURRY UP!" the coach yelled out as my eyes shifted to the guy who stared at me hard earlier, i smirked as i examined his facial features.
he's so pretty.
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