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You tugged at the collar of your uniform, small beads of sweat dotted itself onto your forehead. The sun was only getting brighter as it turned noon, being seated next to the window wasn’t the best seat for when Miyagi was close to summer. It was lunch time, and you found yourself doing the math homework you didn’t finish before next period.
Many chatted with their friends, coming or leaving the classroom. You had a notebook and textbook laid out in front of you, a few pens and pencils scattered everywhere. Luckily, you still had 30 minutes of break which was PLENTY. Lunch was 40 minutes, but you had spent the first 10 minutes finding and asking fellow classmates what the homework was for math.
You noticed the room got quieter, a few whispers going around.
“Is that a first year?”
“Are you sure about that? He’s huge…”
“pfffft - dude look at his hair”
You turned to see the 6 foot 1st year at the door with a stack of papers in his hands. His gaze met yours and he called out,
“Ah, (Name)?” You stood up and waltzed over to the boy.
“Kindaichi? What might you need from me today?” You asked. He looked nervous, biting his lip while he averted his gaze when he held out the papers.
“Oikawa needs you to fill these out… it’s for a training camp, permission for a few college teams to come onto campus for us to play, and the spring high tourney papers. Also, it’s some stuff that the coach needs you to do so…” You took the papers in hand, frozen as you processed all the work you needed to do.
“He should change up his hair,” You heard one kid near you both whisper to his friend, who nodded in agreement.
“It looks like a turnip kinda…”
“You mean a radish?”
“Maybe more of an onion…”
“He’s huge too”
“Sticks out like a sore thumb hahaha”
Kindaichi shifted uncomfortably, his gaze looking to his feet as he played with his fingers behind his back. You gritted your teeth as you turned your head to the two boys, glaring while veins in your forehead almost popped out.
“Oi, I’d appreciate it if you don’t talk shit about my precious Kouhai in front of me and him” The boys turned their heads, immediately met with your threatening aura, “Atleast he doesn’t come to school dressed up like a piece of crap, unlike both of your dirty asses” The two looked distressingly at each other, before giving a quick bow in apology and turning back to eat their lunches. You turned back to the 1st year, face instantly lit up in a smile.
“When do I need to finish this by?”
“Coach said by tomorrow, but Oikawa wants it early… so he suggested by practice today” He hesitantly finished his sentence, carefully watching as your smile twisted into a completely unreadable expression. Anger, sadness, and Oikawa’s deathwish all mashed into one blank expression. You gripped the sheets of paper in your hands tightly, waving off your kouhai and turning on your heels.
You got to your desk and placed the papers down with a loud smack, causing a few to look over. You angrily looked at the papers, of course the one day your extra stress is when Oikawa decided to top it off with some whip cream and a cherry. Amazing luck you must have…
“Oikawa can go fuck himself” You gritted through your teeth while clawing into the edge of the desk. Letting out a loud sigh, you sat back into the plastic chair and went to quickly finish your math homework.
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Math class had finally ended, you had finished half the papers you were given. Halfway through, the teacher took the huge stack from you and claimed it as a distraction. Though, today was only a review due to exams that were in 2 months. You had gotten your papers at the end of class and were looking through one of the packets on your way to the gym.
You quickly got changed, but kept your eyes on the packets pages as you kept reading through all the information and details. You soon got to the bench next to Coach Irihata and Coach Mizoguchi, who looked over at you strangely when they saw your focus on the papers in your hands.
“(Name), what are you doing?” Mizoguchi asked.
“Oikawa wants these done by the end of practice, I’m trying to get them done quickly” You responded briefly, signing a few pages. Irihata sighed and reached over to take the pen from you.
“H-hey! I need that, Coach!” You whined as you reached for the pen lazily, he quickly moved it out of your reach.
“Get it done at home, MY protocol was to get it done by tomorrow’s practice” You looked at him blankly, not knowing how to respond. First, you stormed off to put the papers into your bag. The second thing you did was find Oikawa stretching in the gym while talking with the other boys.
You stormed over, standing in front of him.
“Hm? (Name)-chan! What do you need?” He tilted his head innocently, seeing your scowling face.
“You asshole, I knew you were giving me more stress on purpose by trying to get me to finish those papers by this practice!” He laughed and squeezed one of your cheeks since you were already bent down.
“(Name)-chan, you’re so cute! I would NEVER make your duties as our manager extra stressful on purpose!”
“You’ve done it so many times in the past, you really think I would believe you now?”
“Many times? Hm,” He rubbed his chin teasingly, “noPe, doesn’t ring a bell” He grinned as he went back to stretching.
“You little-”
“(Name)? What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you go fill the water bottles or something?” You turned to see Iwaizumi standing next to you, an eyebrow raised and his arms crossed over his chest.
“You have my permission to beat the shit out of this idiot” You said flatly, pointing to the captain of the team. With that, you walked away to go fulfil your manager duties.