Chapter 2: An Odd Encounter

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Once I clicked on the button, nothing really happened. I was still in the same gym, though something felt different. The atmosphere felt off and there was a boy on the other side of the court about to serve right at me.

Wait, what?

Since when did he get here? He was already in midair so it was too late to yell out now, so I did the only thing I could do. I dropped my phone to the side and quickly got ready to receive it. I watched as it came directly towards me and I received it back swiftly and smoothly. The boy stared at me wide eyes but I just glared.

"Hey! You should really look for other people around before you serve! Someone else could've gotten hurt!" I shout upset at the boy. One, because of what I just said and two, because I now have a crack on my phone. I walked towards the boy and having a closer look at him, he looked awfully familiar. I just couldn't put my finger on it. He still looked very much speechless so I asked a question hoping he would answer it.

"What are you doing here anyway? I ask. He still didn't answer which started to annoy me. Why does he still look so surprised? "Uh, hello?" I wave a hand in his face. He then finally spoke.

"Where did you come from? You just appeared out of nowhere," he asks with a confused expression.

"What do you mean? I was here way before you. You're the one who came out of nowhere," I answer back as I cross my arms. "Besides, the boys don't practice here in this gym. They practice in the other gym."

"It's the girls who don't practice here. You don't even have practice today anyway," the brown hair boy replies making me narrow my eyes at him. Does he really not know anything?

"Fine, I'll call my friend and ask," I say dialing B/f/n's number.

"Fine, you'll see that I'm right," he replies with confidence.

"I'm sorry. This number does not exist. Please..." What does it mean the number doesn't exist? I groan in frustration before turning the brunette. "You stay here. I'll be right back," I say walking out of the gym.

"Who are you to tell me what to do?" He asks frowning. Sending a death glare, he shivers and backs up. I thought so.

I make my way through the school but for some reason, it seemed different. I found myself getting lost which gave me a headache do I decided to wait for B/f/n outside. I smiled as the cool breeze hit me. I stayed outside for about fifteen minutes until I started getting cold. As I turned around, I noticed the name of the school.

Aoba Johsai

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Wait

What?

I rubbed my eyes hoping what I saw was wrong but the school name remained the same. No, no, no! This can't be right. It has to be a prank right? There's no way I can be in an anime. That's impossible. You know what, I'm probably just seeing things because I'm tired. Yeah, that's it. So I went in to get my bag I had left in the gym but I stopped when I saw a familiar face. There's no way.

"Iwaizumi," I mumbled but not quiet enough for him not to hear. He turned to me and my eyes widened realizing what I had done.

"Do I know you?" He asks. I just stood there speechless and shook my head. He raised a brow but walked away. So, I really am in Haikyuu. How did this happen? Hold on... If I'm in Aoba Johsai, and Iwaizumi just passed by me, that means...

THAT GUY AT THE GYM WAS OIKAWA???

This has to be a dream. But why Aoba Johsai of all places! As I was panicking and trying to deny everything, I felt my phone in my hand buzz. I opened and it was a weird text from the number from earlier.

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