The After Rain |  Tsukishima Kei x Reader

The After Rain | Tsukishima Kei x Reader

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Living in Japan, [Name], a first year that lives happy with playing volleyball with the girls team, to going to school everyday and getting to live in her favorite country. She is very happy and passionate to play volleyball and is very dedicated to her studies. After coming back from her small break from school, Hinata and Kageyama started mentioning the fact how their teammate was gone while [Name]'s break. She questioned who he was but then bummed into him in a very rude manner. Kei Tsukishima, the name that she hates hearing even in her head. The two don't have a great relationship till an incident happened. An incident that she didn't want anyone to know that she tried so hard to keep a secret to everyone. But little does she know that secret will cause her to grow a bond with the male blonde. May contain language, trauma and violence
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Hinata Shouyou has always played like her heart is on fire. Tsukishima Kei prefers walls-on the court and off it. But when training camp, tournaments, and quiet moments between drills start pulling them into each other's orbit, neither of them knows how to say what's growing between them. A slow-burn love story told in glances, blocks, and the space between words. - "I'm not here to make friends," he told her once. "I'm not here to impress you," she answered. Neither of them meant it. Not really.

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