miss perfect | suna x oc

responsibilities

{third person}

chou could finally see the huge gym in sight after walking for what felt like forever due to the two boys bickering. suna had been silent the whole walk, which she was extremely thankful for.

the group of four walked into the gym and all eyes were on them. more specifically on chou.

"coach, we found the manager." the grey haired boy said.

"oh! great! thank you atsumu, osamu, and suna. hi miss shishido!" the coach said looking at the group.

'oh. so those are their names.' she thought
"hi, yes! nice to meet you sir, i look forward to working you with and the team!" she said and bowed, which was a lie of course.

she heard a stifled laugh and looked over to see suna holding his hand on his mouth, knowing she was lying and trying not to laugh.

'i am going to murder him.' she thought, still holding the fake smile on her face.

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"okay, you got all that right? don't worry we won't be hard on you." the coach said smiling at her.

yes sir. i understand, i will do my best for the team" she said, bowing and walking to her belongings.

practice had ended about thirty minutes ago but chou had to stay back to learn the responsibilities she would have as the manager. she grabbed her planner out of her bag to write it all down before she forgot.

'okay so i have to refill water bottles, wash uniforms, help clean the court, help clean the volleyballs, put nets up and down, attend all games, travel with them, help at all events, and cook for them at retreats... great, that's just great.' she thought as she finished writing it all in her planner and slapped it shut. placing it in her bag.

she began to walk out when she heard the coach call for her.
"one more thing, could you write your cellphone number down for me. i need to give it to the boys and so i can tell you about games and events." he said with a smile.

"of course!" she said through gritted teeth, writing her number down on the clip board.

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chou flopped on her bed. 'ah, finally home.' she thought as she shoved her face into her pillows. however, her peace was interrupted when her phone suddenly started buzzing nonstop. she sat up thinking her father was calling her. to her dissmay the buzzing was due to a group chat that appeared on her phone as volleyball gc.

'i can't even relax at my own home.' she thought.

volleyball gc

atsumu:
hi chou-chan!

kita:
hello, welcome to the team.

osamu:
hey chou-chan

ojiro:
hi! welcome!

suna:
yo chibi.

chou shishido:
hello everyone :)
suna, you told them to call
me chou-chan didn't you?

suna:
yes.

chou shishido:
idiot.
anyways, it was nice to meet you
all. as the coach told you if there
is anything you need help with i
am available!

suna:
ah playing nice now.
if only they knew how you
we're acting earlier chibi-chan.

chou shishido:
i hate you.

atsumu:
chou-chan i need something!!

chou shishido:
yes, atsumu-san?

atsumu:
i need you to the season
party on saturday.

ojiro:
oh yeah! there's gonna be
a party to celebrate the new
volleyball season.

chou shishido:
oh that's really nice of you
but parties aren't really my
thing. :(

'damn, i do want to go to a party. but not with them.' she thought as the the next message came in.

atsumu:
PLEASEEE CHOU-CHAN

kita:
she does not have to go
if she doesn't want to.
but we would love to have you.

osamu:
it would be fun chou-chan

suna:
you got a stick up you ass
or something?
you're no fun.

chou shishido:
no suna, i do not.
but i'm about to stick my
foot up your ass if you don't
hush.

suna:
nice.

chou shishido:
anyways, i will think about
it and let you know!
thank you for inviting me :)

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chou tossed her phone across the bed and finally tried to relax. her phone continued to ding but she ignored it.

'this is about to be the longest school year ever.' she thought. "DAMMIT" she yelled to herself as she stood up to get ready for bed.