Drop your Mask (Atsumu X reader)

You have a lot of rumors about you. Bad ones that render you friendless and alone. Atsumu finds you under a large tree, praying to the God of trees or something equally weird. He knows nothing about you, not who you are, and not why everyone avoids you like the plague. But he knows one thing: he's just as friendless and just as alone. You welcome him with open arms into your world, and he can't deny giving into someone so willing.

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Atsumu finds you under a tree praying for the God of trees or some weird shit. Apparently, weirdness is your middle name. You're pretty average-looking, but your smirk makes his belly flop and shifts his whole earthly vision downwards.
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I really, really like the Miya brothers. I really, really like Inarizaki. I also have lots of other 2D characters to simp over, but let's focus on the twins first, yeah? Hehehe.

You will not find the normal representation of Atsumu in this fanfic. No Sangwoo and no berry b Benson stuff that I personally don't like. I hope this encourages you to read this. Also, Atsumu is smart, okay? Let's give him some credit. He's fucking amazing at volleyball, too. I hope this story gives him the justice he deserves!