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“She doesn’t hate you”
“You’re actually blind if you can’t see how much she does hate me”
“She really doesn’t”
You roll your eyes, pushing your pencil into his forehead. “You’re blind as fuck”
He grimaces, swatting your hand away. “And you are paranoid as fuck”
It’s the fourth time this week that you’ve had this argument with Iwaizumi Hajime over his new girlfriend, Ryuoko Naoe, that supposedly did not hate you, although you begged to differ. Every angry glare she sent your way and the way her lips curled into a sneer when she was forced to say your name only served for you to further believe she hated you, not that you resented her for it.
She had a good reason to- considering you had a rather huge crush on him and was considered one of his closest friends. Your relationship with her had only gotten worse when your teacher had switched around the seating- something about the feng shui or whatever, you really couldn't care less about what she said because you were frozen in place once you realized who you now sat next to.
Iwaizumi leans a bit too close to you and you press yourself as far as you can into your chair to create some distance. “Are you sure it’s not the other way around and you’re not the one that hates her?” He’s teasing you now, a lazy smile stretching across his face. You scowl, pinching his nose in between your finger- an effective way to get him to shut up.
“Ow! Alright, alright, I’m just kidding! Let my nose go” His voice comes out nasally and high pitched and you let out a small snicker at how comedic it sounds. You do as he asks, letting him go.
“I win the argument” You tell him, triumphant look in your eyes. He only rolls his at you, ready to retort when his girlfriend walks in and he shuts up. You immediately open a random book on your table, pretending to be busy as she makes her way to his desk.
Iwaizumi’s voice is uncharacteristically soft when he speaks to her, greeting her with a smile. “Hey, didn’t expect you to come over today” She leans forward, pressing her lips onto his for a chaste kiss and you bite the inside of your cheek at the gesture. “How could I not?” She says after she pulls away, “I can’t resist my super hot boyfriend”
He smiles at her words, his hands interlacing with hers. “I’ll see you after volleyball practice today?” His words come out as a question and she nods. It’s obvious to anyone with eyes that she’s absolutely smitten with him, excited to see him after his training. She turns to return back to her classroom when the bell rings, kissing Iwaizumi once more but she’s pulled back before she can.
Iwaizumi gestures to you, raising an eyebrow. “Aren’t you gonna say bye to [surname]?”
You’re internally screaming at him, cursing him for his obliviousness. Your fingers tighten around the edges of your book when Iwaizumi kicks you underneath his chair, forcing you to look up. If looks could kill, you would have been dead on sight, judging from how hard she was staring at you.
Her brown eyes seemed to bore into your skull and you smiled nervously, heart palpitating a little too quickly in your chest. Her voice was sickeningly sweet, a sarcastic smile on her lips as she bid you farewell. “Goodbye, [surname]-san”
You smile, nodding your head in her direction. Iwaizumi nodded, seemingly satisfied with the less than subpar interaction between the two of you. With one last glance at you, she bent down to press a hard kiss against her boyfriend, leaving you to cough awkwardly, face flushing at the extreme pda in front of you.
She pulled away, lips red and Iwaizumi looking a little dazed. “Bye, I’ll see you later” She pressed one last kiss to his cheek before turning her attention back to you, bending down so she was eye level. “By the way, your book is upside down”
Your eyes widened as she walked out of the room, looking down to see that your textbook was indeed flipped around and groaned, falling limp onto your table. Iwaizumi peers over, laughing at your predicament. “Didn’t know you could read upside down”
You scowl, sitting up straight to flick him in the forehead. “Fuck off asshole”
x.
“So how’s it going with Iwaizumi as your seatmate?” Matsukawa asks, watching as you hurriedly shove your things into your bag.
“Absolutely perfect. Yeah, I should be ready to eat glass any day now!” Your snarky reply loses it’s edge when your voice softens as you reach the end of it. “Dude, today she came into class and I’m honestly not sure how he doesn’t see how much she hates me because I swear even the teacher knows!”
Matsukawa snorts at your rant, putting down your hands that had flown into the air to emphasize your point. “C’mon, we all know he’s a little oblivious when it comes to you. The guy hasn’t noticed your giant crush on him for like the past-”
You slap your hand over his mouth, practically jumping out of your seat. “You better not finish your sentence”
He holds his hands up in surrender and you let your hand fall away.
“God, can’t the teacher just change my seat again? Who cares about the feng shui or whatever” You sling your backpack onto your shoulder, following Matsukawa’s lead out of the classroom. He only laughs at your jumbled rant, guiding you with a small hand around your wrist so you could avoid the sea of students that had begun to crowd the halls.
“I’m telling you, she only changed the seats in class because he wanted to watch me suffer and watch something go down in class” You tell him with finality in your voice.
“Like what?”
You unconsciously grab Matsukawa’s shoulder a little too tight and he winces under your hold when the both of you turn the corner and face Iwaizumi. His face holds a small smile at your surprise stricken expression and the way Matsukawa was beginning to crumple under your grip. “I think you’re about to break his shoulder”
With a start, you release Matsukawa’s shoulder, a plethora of apologies spilling out your mouth. He lets out a small laugh, rubbing his shoulder and waving you away as you attempt to check him for any more injuries you unconsciously inflicted upon him.
“So, are you going to tell me what our teacher would want to see ‘go down’ in class?” Iwaizumi asks once more.
“Oh, you know,” You laugh nervously, elbowing Matsukawa in the ribs so he would help you come up with an excuse. “Just this and that. The class clowns sit next to each other in class now so you already know we’re going to be distracted as hell”
Matsukawa jerks his body away slightly so you don’t continue putting a bruise onto his already sore ribs. “Yeah, at the rate they laugh at each other’s jokes, it’ll take a whole miracle for us to get through one lesson now”
Iwaizumi seems to be pleased with your answer and you relax your body, tension releasing from your shoulders but your relief is short lived when his girlfriend comes out from behind the door and it’s only then that you’ve realized you’re in front of her classroom.
Ah shit.
Matsukawa is quick to grab your arm at the sight of her and you both utter nonsense to say farewell, words clashing against each other. Iwaizumi and his girlfriend raise an eyebrow at how you both frantically scramble away, your laughter ringing in the hall while Matsukawa shouted for you to slow down.
“What was that all about?” She asks, lacing her fingers with his and he shrugs, watching the pair of you disappear down the hall.
“No idea”