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you were quite known at your current high school, Shiratorizawa. you were known, for being the "girlfriend" of the volleyball player Ushijima Wakatoshi. scratch that you weren't even in a relationship with him, but the way the two of you hung out together was along the lines of how couples hang out. in all honesty, you were just his childhood friend that happened to live next to him, and walked to and from home with him everyday. there was also the fact that sometimes you guys would share lunches which made everyone even more suspicious. you, knew all about the rumors that spread like wild fire about you and your childhood friend that you

A conversation where the two of you never knew each other. A chat where you two would ask many, many questions about each other. He was in high school. So were you. He went to Nekoma You didn't, and attended at Karasuno. It all started when you were trying out your new phone, and sent a text to your friend. She had accidentally wrote down the wrong number, leading you to an apology to the stranger, leading you to a chat to him, leading to everyday conversation with the teenage boy whom you never met. But he was delightful. Funny, Dorky, And talk-able. Everything you ever wanted for a guy. It was hard not to fall for him because yo

"We will begin a new art project," your art teacher announces, "A portrait of anyone, and by anyone, it could also be a portrait of yourself." They continue, "You'll have two weeks to complete it, any style of art is fine, and I will pick one artwork that stands out to me and put in the annual art competition." ~time skip~ You continued to sketch his pricing eyes as he continues to play volleyball. You hid behind your sketch book to make sure no one noticed your actions. As soon as Coach Ukai blew the whistle to signify is was time to take a break, you immediately hid the book as you saw your brother, Sawamura, heading towards you. "Must

You hear small groans coming from your lover, looking over to him, you notice him pushing up the glasses non-stop, an irritated look across his face. You quietly giggled, "Why don't you just wear your contacts?" "That's too much work." he muttered. "Did you lose it again?" "No!" "Are you sure~?" "(F/n)-cha~n." he whined. Chuckling you give him a peck on the cheek. "Whatever you say Sasaki." ... "Hey~," looking over at the male, he seemed to have a forced smile plastered on his face, "Do you mind if we go shopping together tomorrow?" "Sasaki, if you actually lost them, the why don't you go and buy it on your own?" You say while sligh

Reader goes to a different school but goes and watches Tsukishima's volleyball practices, kay? kay ~ Groaning, Tsukishima wakes up from the beautiful, stunning, melodic noise  of his alarm clock ringing on the his bedside. Turning the alarm off, he leaves his comfy bed and gets ready for school. Boy, was he in a bad mood today, and finding himself losing his headphones that day, forgetting to finish half of his literature homework, and spilling some juice on his uniform was making his day even better, even to the point as saying spectacular. Great, life is so great right now,>

"So, um, like this?" He asks as you were mentally hitting your head against a wall. What were you doing with your boyfriend you may ask? Well the answer so stupid and idiotic (*cough*just like him*cough*)question, Cuddling. Well, a lessen on it. "Gosh Kageyama, just put your around me." You say. His face was in a deep shade of Crimson as his shaky arm reaches over to you. You heave a long sigh as you watch him with a glare. "(F/n), it's so embarrassing!" He exclaims. "But we give each other kisses Bakageyama!" You point out in which he looks away, his blush somehow deepening into maroon color. "You know what, I might as well break up

Sitting on the sofa while Hise sat on the floor, you played around with his hair, brushing the white locks that had jet black roots; oh how you loved his hair very much. "I like it when you touch my hair (f/n)-cha~n." he says, moving his head up to look into your eyes. Giggling, you lightly kiss the top of his head. "It's so soft and silky I can't handle but touch it." you say as an idea popped into your head. Grabbing some elastic rubber bands, you give him small, cute pigtails and struggle to find a mirror. Once coming back to him on the couch, you gave him the mirror, as he chuckled and gave you a peck on the cheek. "It's looks wonder

Warning: slight feels (?) __________ It was never meant to be this way. Their friendship ruined and thrown away into an abyss without him being able to say a single "goodbye". Dark caliginous clouds loomed over the cemetery as the people that stood around the tombstone engraved (l/n) (f/n). They gently and softly put the vibrant flowers onto her grave, which did absolutely nothing to lighten the mood up. It was horrible Iwaizumi has never felt this much pain out of his whole life, and he knew it would last forever and ever. (F/n), How couldn't I have known they weren't just accidental cuts? Why didn't you tell me they were cuts from

You were always there for him. From your parents most prized possessions you two nimmed And the scared look he wore on his face, As you too, were nervous, yet carried the case "I'm opening it." you say, Nervously glancing, he mumbles an "Okay" As the lid was opened Your faces brightened It carried pictures of the past, Of you and Kageyama having a blast From birthday cakes, To the zoo snakes The wonderful summer vacations And the kindergarten clay creations You two laughed and laughed Remember the old times you had You placed the case to where it belonged, Before the two of you would get socked You two embraced each other with care As happ