Training camp in Brazil?!?!

Training camp in Brazil?!?!

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"Why is Hinata learning Portuguese, he is to much of a dumbass to learn that" Kageyama yelled. "For once I agree with the king, why is it that this shrimp is learning a new language, but he can't even learn how to speak English" tsukishima said in the saltiness voice. All you heard in the quiet small gym was everyone agreeing, even the two other dumb second years too. "Didn't I tell you all this, I guess it slipped past me, well you see Hinata is learning Portuguese because he was given the opportunity to go to a training camp in Brazil" Tadeka sensi said in a calm yet proud voice. "HE WHAT NOW!" Haikyuu is not mine it belongs to Haruichi Furudate. Hello this is the author, I hope you enjoy this Wattpad story and this is my first story so it may have a lot of errors, so sorry if I do. Well let's get on with this story shall we readers.
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Kana Amai never believed in "fresh starts." People didn't become better versions of themselves just because they crossed an ocean - they just found new places to be a mess in. London had been loud, wild, and full of bad decisions that tasted like freedom. Tokyo? Tokyo was the same - just with better vending machines and stricter uniforms. At seventeen, Kana wasn't trying to reinvent herself. She liked who she was - talkative, dramatic, a little reckless; the kind of girl who could talk her way out of anything except a 7 a.m. class. She liked sleeping in, spending money she didn't have, and laughing too loud. If the world thought she was "too much," that sounded like a them problem. Her grandparents adored her anyway. They'd gotten her into Itachiyama Institute - an elite school where everyone breathed ambition and walked like they already had careers. Kana thought it sounded boring. Until she met Sakusa Kiyoomi. He sat two rows ahead in Class 3 - tall, sharp, disgustingly neat. The kind of boy who wiped his desk before sitting down, whose expression said, I'm surrounded by idiots. He was also the ace of the boys' volleyball team - school royalty, and, unfortunately, her new entertainment. Itachiyama had rules: every student needed a club. Kana tried. And failed. By the end of the week, her teacher sighed. "Fine. The boys' volleyball team needs a manager." "Wait, that's a thing?" Apparently, it was. She was handed a clipboard, and a court full of sweaty, six-foot boys who moved like they had engines instead of lungs. At first, it was hilarious - all that yelling and cleaning like their lives depended on it. Until she saw the team's ace. Sakusa Kiyoomi.

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