𝙄 𝙃𝘼𝙏𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙔 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙋𝙇𝘼𝙔- 𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙊 𝙎𝙐𝙉𝘼

two

"y/n!" Your grandma yelled.

"What happened, grandma?" You asked.

"Here is your lunch." She says handing you the delicate packed lunch she made for you.

You almost tear up holding it. Your grandma spoiled you, not with ravish gifts but just with her small acts of service like this. You bowed to her thanking her for the food which she only smiled in return.

You made your way to school and you arrived there quickly. Like normal you went to your locker to change your shoes and get your stuff. It was quiet today. You didn't mind it though.

You were in class 2-5 so you were among the smarter students. Yes you did use this as a confidence boost when it came to anyone, mostly suna. You'd tell him how he's only smart on the court but not when it comes to education.

You smiled thinking about this. You had something suna didn't.

You didn't realize that the smile you were making was a bit creepy which caused your classmates to shiver when feeling your strong aura.

"Y/n... tone it down a bit." Your classmate said.

"What? I'm not doing anything."

"Your aura. It's strong but too strong!" Your classmate joked in a friendly way.

"I apologize." You say a bit embarrassed.

Once lunch comes you pack all your stuff. You typically eat with your libero teammate who was in class 2-1 and today was no different. You made your way over there, practically drooling at the lunch your grandma made for you today.

"y/n! over here!" You heard her say.

You smile and make your way into the classroom. You notice Suna eating with one of the Miya twins, Osamu. He looks up to you with an unreadable expression as usual, not excited nor mad that you are here.

"Nice to see you here in class 1. You never were known for being a smartie outside of the court." You say smiling at him.

"I'm in class 1 too..." your teammate said. You pause realizing you had just insulted everyone in the class and not just Suna like you wanted. You were receiving a few glares which you deserved but you quickly sat down next to your teammate. You both start eating as she was on the verge of eating right before you came.

"Your spike was really good last game." Your libero teammate said. You could barely hear it since she was eating while talking but Suna caught onto it perfectly.

He didn't turn around because he didn't want you guys to know he was listening but he wasn't going to just stop listening since he wanted to know what lies your teammate was feeding you.

"The way you jump and spiked the ball was super cool. You put all your force into it, even if they managed to get to it in time they would've failed." She said.

You smiled at her compliment. It was nice hearing someone appreciated your spikes. You typically got compliments about your blocking so compliments like these were rare but great to hear.

"You were really good too. Your receives during that game were good as well although you probably hear that a lot." You say laughing.

Suna hated hearing you laugh. It made him shiver. Not in the way you think. It made him shiver in a way that your laugh was so cold and dry that he could feel it himself. It did not make him feel good. He didn't like hearing you laugh. He was used to hearing you scoff and grunt angrily. He wanted to throw an insult at your skills to make you stop laughing but he wasn't going to look immature in front of all these people. Not that he cared, it's just easier and less work to not look like an ass in front of people.

You and your friend had a surprisingly good lunch today not knowing what Suna was thinking. Once lunch was over, he side eyed you as you walked past him to leave his classroom which Osamu noticed.

"What? Do ya have a personal hatred for that middle blocker?"

"Hm?" Suna thought about it for a minute. Osamu was only asking jokingly but Suna took the question seriously.

"Who knows? All I know is that she's not a good player." Suna answers.

"Not a good player? She's one of the best middle blockers in the prefecture." Osamu states.

"That's just to everyone else here. To middle blockers like me... you would see she's not that good of a player and even worse of a person." Suna says thinking about how you insulted practically everyone in the class trying to insult him. It made him laugh at how you fail at almost everything including insults. It would've been a good one had he been the only one in the class but he would've come up with an even better comeback.

"Maybe the coach would let us play against them sometime?" Osamu asks.

"You would want to play against them?" Suna asks.

"Well yeah. Practice is practice."

"You're right. It would make a good practice when we beat them." He says.

"How do you know we'll beat them?" Osamu asks.

"I don't but I heard if you say something that you want to happen then it'll come true if you believe in it." Suna admits.

"Who cares? Whether we play against them in a real match or a practice match we'd probably win." Suna says finishing his lunch.