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You know what would be good right now? Some rice balls. Mmm, I wonder if I have more in the fridge from the ones I bought last week. Jeez, I wonder when class is over so I can run home and stuff them in my face. Oh, how I love you rice balls...
"Y/N...Hey, Y/N...¨, a voice in the distance calls out interrupting the wonderful dream you were having. ¨Y/N!!!¨
¨I WAS NOT JUST DREAMING ABOUT RICE BALLS¨, you blurt out as you sit up at full attention.
¨Well, the look on your face definitely was a hungry one¨, Kiyoko said, ¨Anyway, the dismissal bell rang already and class is over"
You glance around the room to see everyone packing up for the day and exiting the classroom. You look down at your math notebook that was covered in drool.
Dammit, this is the third time I fell asleep in class this week.
As you're beating yourself up for not paying attention in class, you feel a poke in your shoulder. Kiyoko nudges you with a tissue so you can wipe the drool off your face.
¨Thank you¨, you said.
While you use the tissue to wipe the drool off your face, you notice that Kiyoko is just sitting there, watching you. From the time you transferred to Karasuno, she had sat next to you in your math class, and you still can't figure her out. She always had her hair in the same straight, shoulder-length style and always had a straightforward expression on her face. You can never read her. But, at this moment, you believe that the look on her face is scolding you for sleeping in class.
¨I know what you're thinking, "This is the third time she has fallen asleep in class. We are Third Years, we're about to go to college, slacking off is unacceptable. She has to get to bed early so she is more focused in class." I know, but math is soooo boring and I just got lost thinking about the rice balls I'm going to devour when I get home. I know I have to do better, but I don't need a lecture from you, I already get one from my mom every day.", you declare, being offended by Kiyoko's blank stare.
¨I wasn't going to say anything, but if I was, that is basically what I was gonna say", she slightly chuckles.
Oh my God, I got Kiyoko to laugh.
For you to get someone with a nonchalant demeanor like her to laugh, it meant the world to you. You have made jokes with her before, but this is the first time she has laughed at something you said. It was a little hard to make friends since you transferred from the U.S., so having that moment with her made you feel a little more at ease at your new school.
Um, does this mean she is my....friend? I really hope so.
You smiled. "Haha, very funny" You start to pack your things in your bag, when Kiyoko gets up from her seat. "I have to go now but I will see you tomorrow, Y/N"
"See you tomorrow", you respond.
Welp, I guess it's time to go home and eat some RICEEE BALLLLSS.
You jump out of your seat, swing your bag on your shoulder, and do a jolly little dance out of excitement of what's to come when you get home. As you are passing Kiyoko's desk, you see out of the corner of your eye, a red notebook. You pick it up and see that it's Kiyoko's math notebook that she left on her desk.
Kiyoko left her notebook. Guess even she forgets stuff behind. Aw damn, she just left. I don't know where she could be. Should I just give it to her tomorrow? No, she didn't leave too long ago, I'll just ask around.
You walk out of the classroom and see two guys standing in the hallway.
Maybe they will know where she is.
"Excuse me, do you know where Kiyoko might be? She left her notebook and I'm trying to give it back to her."
"Kiyoko?, one boy says, trying to control his excitement, "I know where she is. Give it to me, I'll take it to her"
"No, let me take it off your hands, I had something to talk to her about anyway.", the other boy said while pushing his friend aside.
"You just wanna tell her how much you like her and that she is more beautiful than the moon", said the boy who offered first, while mocking his friend's crush for Kiyoko.
"NO I DO NOT!!", the other boy started blushing, "You're the one who is too scared to ask her out that you had to rehearse at my house 5 times"
"YOU SON OF A-"
The boys started to fight, as in their effort to prove who would be the one to confess their love to Kiyoko first.
I just wanna know where she is. Idiots.
"She's in the gym", a girl on her way to the bathroom shouted as she passed us, eavesdropping on our conversation. "Ah, thank you so much! At least someone around here is helpful", you sneered at the boys for wasting your time.
As you walk off to go return the notebook , you wonder to yourself what Kiyoko could be doing in the gym. It was almost 4 p.m and the building was starting to feel like a ghost town.
Maybe she's in a club? She doesn't look like the type to play sports. But then again, she always surprises me. I should join a club to keep me doing something productive afterschool, not just stuffing my face and watching TV as soon as I get home.
But, out of nowhere, the two boys fighting over Kiyoko popped into your head. You wondered why those boys were fighting each other just for the chance to talk to Kiyoko. This isn't the first time you have been with her or around when her name was the talk of the conversation and seen how boys became starstruck, flustered, and lost all common sense.
What is it about her that makes all the guys go crazy? Don't get me wrong she is really pretty, but I don't think I could handle every guy trying to get at me like that. I want a guy to like me for me, not because I'm a pretty face. Like I'm not some prey you can fight other guys for, and when you are victorious, you can have me. Pfftt, c'mon. And you would think they would take a hint when she doesn't pay them any mind, but they just want her more. Am I jealous of her?? Naw, I don't really want boys gawking over me like that. That would get annoying real quick. Yea, having a boy interested in you is cool but they are also dumb and a waste of time. Who needs a boy when you have rice balls?? Ah c'mon focus, let's just find Kiyoko, give back her notebook, and go home so I can munch on some sweet, sweet crab rice balls!
After a long journey and getting lost 3 times, you finally arrived at the gym.
Jesus, this place is big, but I finally found the gym. That wasn't so hard! I knew you could do it Y/N.
As you are walking towards the gym doors, you hear the sounds of sneakers squeaking against the floor, the sound of a hand smacking a ball, and whistle-blowing.
"Nice serve", a voice yells from inside the gym.
Boys are playing volleyball there, so why would Kiyoko be in... OHH she's the manager for the boys' volleyball team. That makes sense now. You slap your forehead for not putting two and two together.
Oww! You slapped it a little too hard.
It seems they are deep in practice so you're not sure if you should just go in or wait until they're done. You didn't want to interrupt.
"All right guys, let's call it a day." a voice who sounded like the coach said. The voice was closest to the door so you figured the coach was packed and ready to go home.
Well, I am glad that they're finished with practice. I would have had an anxiety attack if I interrupted their practice to ask a question. Well, I guess I should-
You're suddenly interrupted by the door of the gym opening. A tall figure came out of the door and walked over to a volleyball that must have flown outside because someone hit it too hard. He was around 6 feet tall with short scruff on his chin. His hair was in a bun with a white headband. He was large-boned, athletically built, and had broad shoulders. You noticed how big his hands were when he reached down to pick up the ball. He looked like one of those guys your mom would tell you to keep an eye out for when you were walking home alone at night.
That guy can't be in high school! He has to be at least in his 20s. Maybe that's the coach?, but oh my God no, I can't talk to him. He looks like he would be pissed off that I even wanted to ask him something. He's so tall, like he could crush me with his bare hands. I can't do it-
A loud grumble from your stomach interrupted your thought process, reminding you to hurry it up so you can go home and fill it with delicious rice balls.
Right stomach, those sweet, sweet rice balls are waiting for me. I'LL DO IT!!...eventhoughiamreallyreallyscaredto.
As the giant man was about to go inside, you build up all your courage and walk briskly over to him.
"Excus- excuse me? Sir?" The large man turning around to face you is now hovering over you like a skyscraper. "Are you finished with..with p-p-practice?", you stuttered, shaking in fear.
What will he say? Will he find me asking a question as a nuisance, will he be annoyed and make me feel like I am bothering him? Gasp!! WHAT IF HE SPIKES ME LIKE THAT VOLLEYBALL IN HIS HAND?!?!
As you prepare yourself for your judgment day, you look up to see a shocked look on his face, like he couldn't believe what he had just heard.
Well, here it comes. He's totally gonna devour me now...
"S-Sir?", he uttered with a shaky voice. "I thought Daichi was kidding but do I seriously look that old?!?!"
Surprised by his reaction to your question, you calm down and begin to get a real good look at him. You tilt your eyes down to look at what he is wearing and realize he has a practice jersey on.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. You looked older.", you say apologetically. "I thought you were the coach. My fault!!", you joked while nervously laughing.
"YOU THOUGHT I WAS THE COACH?!?!", the boy yelped as his soul left his body. While fighting back tears, he proceeded to crawl into a ball, repeating those words he had just heard over and over.
"Um... are you ok?", you ask reassuringly so that he knows there was no ill intention in your judgment of him.
Jeez, talk about a gentle giant. I hope I didn't kill him