No One But You [Kageyama x reader]

Chapter 1

(Y/n's POV)

Why did we have to pick a busy day to go shopping for clothes? I can't find a place to get away from people in the store. I feel their eyes are all on me, judging my every move.

I am walking towards the books in the store, trying to escape the conversation between my mom and the store workers. I am walking at a fast pace when I trip on my own foot. I brace myself for the cold ground only to realize that feeling never comes. Instead, I feel someone catch me and lift me back on my feet.

"Careful," the person says. I slowly look up at the person to see who it was. A boy with raven hair and crystal blue eyes were staring at me concerned and annoyed at the same time. Is that even possible? He looks like he should be about my age. He gives off the quiet yet angry vibe. Makes me almost shiver.

"Sorry," I say quickly and stare at my feet. "Thanks." He doesn't say anything back to me, he just walks away giving a grunt. Damn it. Of course, I have to make myself look stupid. At least I won't have to see him again.

I finally reach the books and start looking around, trying to get my mind off how many people are in the store. God, people are the worst. I can't say or do anything that I won't regret later. Well, I guess that's just what I get for having anxiety. Oh well.

I can wait for school. I don't need a bunch of judgy teens to know I exist. Waste of my time. Waste of theirs. I wish I didn't have to go, but my mom thinks it would help build my confidence. I highly doubt that.

After a while my mom finds me reading a book and tells me we need to leave. Thank god. We walk to the check-out and get in line. Out of the corner of my eye, I see the guy I practically fell on earlier. I try my best not to stare at him. I can't help but steal a few looks at him.

There is something about him. I can't quite put my fingers on it.

(Kageyama's POV)

As I am walking out of the store I see her again. That girl that tripped. I didn't mean to catch her. She fell on me. Klutz. She seemed nervous about something when she was walking before she tripped. Honestly, she's lucky I caught her. That would have been a nasty and embarrassing fall.

School is started in a few days and I can't help but feel annoyed. I didn't get into Shiratorizawa as I wanted. I decided Karasuno would be a fine choice.

I need to get into the volleyball team. That's all I am focusing on for the start. I don't care about grades, just as long I have good enough grades to play. I want to go to nationals. I am going to nationals, I have no doubt about it.

I follow my parents to our car in the parking lot and keep my head down. Once we are in the car my dad starts playing his dumb music and I try to tune it out as much as possible.

The car ride home feels longer than usual, but I don't mind. I can't get my mind off of the girl from earlier. Her (e/c) eyes had only shown fear and worry. Maybe because she was about to hit the floor, but they stayed that way even when she realized she didn't fall on the ground. She was quite small and light. She had this likable presence. I'm so dumb for just ignoring her thank you.

When we arrived home I went straight to my room. I set my volleyball in the air again and again thinking about the week ahead of me. I know I can do this. I know volleyball better than anything. Yes, even people. Whatever.

(Y/n's POV)

I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling thinking about my week that lays before me. I feel like I'm going to throw up just thinking it. I don't want to be in any club but my mom is making me. I hate sports and people. So this is going to be struggling. Maybe I can manage a sport. I wouldn't have to do anything physical. I guess that's an option.

I know volleyball pretty well. That's only because my brother is in it. Sugawara always made me play volleyball with him outside during the summer. I didn't hate it, but I would rather not. Sugawara is the only reason I even got in Karasuno. I didn't really like the other schools anyway. Plus, I would be able to get an easy ride to school.

I turn on my side and check my phone, 11:56 p.m. it's still early. I walk out of my room and go to Suga's. I knock on the door and wait for his response.

"Come in," I hear him call out. I open the door and set myself down at his desk. He has a bunch of stuff on his desk, making it a mess. I have the urge to organize it. "What's up?" Suga asked. I shrug my shoulders and start to clean his desk. I couldn't help myself anymore.

"What do you think about me managing the boy's volleyball team?" I say after I have tidied all his books and papers. I turn back to him to see his reaction.

"I think that's a great idea. That means I can spend more time with you," he smiles. He's such a softy. I smile back at him. The only person I'm comfortable with. It's been that way forever. Even when I couldn't speak I would always prefer Suga over anyone else.

I get up and leave the room. I flop on my bed when I get to my room and almost instantly fall asleep.