2: Any Girl Would Love To Work With Him; Any Girl Except One

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"Hey Sofu-chan." Y/n greeted her grandfather as she entered the kitchen, "You're up early."

He sat at the kitchen counter, sipping his morning coffee and reading his daily newspaper.

Upon hearing her arrival, her grandfather folded the papers in half vertically to see her figure.

"Hey kid." The old man greeted in response, "Yeah the volleyball team has morning practice today."

The female furrowed her brows at the statement as she went to the fridge to take out a fruit, "And you care because?" She trailed off, waiting for her grandfather to finish the sentence off.

"Because I'm their coach." He deadpanned at the girl, "You forgot already."

Y/n laughed nervously, "I wouldn't do such a thing, sofu-chan."

"I told you to stop that damn lying." the old male rolled his eyes in response, "I need someone to help with their plays. "

The young girl stiffened as she could practically smell the following words that she was about to be told by her grandfather.

"So, when are you going to stop by?" He said casually whilst taking a sip of his coffee.

Y/n leaned against the counter next to her grandfather and placed a hand by her chin, "Hm. Probably never."

Washijo just shook his head at his granddaughter, the look seriousness in his eyes. The man placed his newspaper down and placed a hand on her shoulder which made her stiffen.

Y/n closed her eyes, awaiting the scolding and lecture that her grandfather was famous for.

"How long are you going to let what you have affect you, kid?" Her eyes flew open in shock upon hearing his words, "You belong on that court even if you can't play."

Her grandfather was a wise one, able to give advice about anything without emotions or feelings getting in the way.

Washijo patted her shoulder, his way of reassurance and sent her upstairs to get ready for school.

Y/n did her morning routine and put on her Shiratorizawa uniform, making sure she had everything on her.

Once she was in the clear, she was met with an empty driveway; signaling her grandfather had left.

She told him that she would walk because there was no way she was getting up so early to hitch a ride with him.

It was a peaceful stroll to school with no disturbances. She had her earbuds in, listening to music to fill the silence around her but once Shiratorizawa Academy came into view, she took them off.

She hadn't taken one step into the school yet when she was already called by a familiar voice.

"Y/n-chan!"

The female looked around and met a familiar pair of red eyes. She smiled slightly at the male and waved, "Hey, Tendou-san." She realized he wasn't in uniform but rather in a sports uniform, "You play a sport, I assume?"

Tendou nodded vigorously, "Yes! Volleyball! You should see me play sometime! I'm pretty great, ya know?"

Y/n wanted to clarify if he was in the team her grandfather coached for but decided against it.

The way Tendou was excited at the thought of her being there was too pure and she'd be evil to crush his spirit.

"I'll consider coming by." Y/n gave the male I closed eye smile, making Tendou see hearts. Though, her smile faltered as she continued, "If I could find the stupid gym."

"Like what is this? A school or a five-star hotel?" She mumbled.

Satori giggled at the girl's slight dislike for the school and patted her back, "Don't worry, Y/n- chan. I'll show you around."

The h/c haired girl nodded, "Thank you. With the number of students this school has you'd think they would have gotten me a tour guide."

Tendou gave her a brief tour of Shiratorizawa, showing her everything the school had to offer.

By the time they had finished, the bell rang; signaling they had to get a move on to their class.

Normally, Y/n would take an easy stroll to her next class since she had time but she instantly remembered which class she had.

Literature with Ushijima.

"Gotta run, Tendou- san! I'll catch up with you later!" Y/n yelled as she ran away from the male to her class, hoping to get their before he did.

But alas, when she ran into the classroom, she glared at the male who was already in the seat. Ushijima sat in the chair that she told him he'd never sit on again.

He sat there with his stoic face not even bothering to send her glance.

Y/n huffed as she walked towards him and slammed her bag on his table, thereby getting his attention though he never spared a glance in her direction.

"You came here earlier on purpose?" Y/n scoffed with an amused smile on her face, "Who knew a guy like you was actually quite childish?"

"I am not a childish person." Ushijima stated like if it was the most obvious thing, "I am just punctual."

If it was cartoon, steam would be seen radiating from the female.

"No, do you know what you are, wall-san?" she seethe, "You're gonna be the guy who's going to get a foot to his face."

It was then when Ushijima turned to land his olive eyes of the female who frowned at him.

"You seem upset." He pointed out, "Is it because I am in my seat?"

"No shit, Sherlock." Y/n groaned. Ushijima averted his eyes back to the front, seemingly ignoring the female.

Y/n groaned again at his quick dismissal of her.

"You do like to groan, don't you?"

Her hands clutched on the bag harder upon hearing his response, the same thing she had said to him being used against her.

Y/n lifted her bag, ready to throw when her teacher came in.

"Settle down now everyone!" He demanded causing Y/n to freeze on her attack.

She mumbled inaudible words to herself as she sat in front of Ushijima's seat.

Because Wakatoshi is a big guy, his legs can't fit properly under the desk so he must extend them straight; thereby, his feet are under Y/n's chair.

The girl smirked upon realizing this and decided to take this opportunity to toy with him as he did previously.

Y/n kicked backwards at his feet constantly, mashing them at times.

This caused a rise out of the male which was concealed by his straight face but inside, he was boiling.

The h/c haired girl turned her head to the left and glanced at the male, a smile tugging at her lips.

"Alright, you all know what time of the school term this is." The teacher said whilst getting up from his chair with a slight grunt.

The whole class groaned except Ushijima, of course. Y/n in response furrowed her brows, waiting for continual of her teacher.

"Yup, project time."  He chuckled, "It'll be in pairs this time, have no fear."

The eldest male picked up a piece of paper and leaned against his desk, clearing his throat to start listing out the pairs.

"Ojiro and Seniji. Makasu and Aonesu. Itichi and Oieso."

Some groaned while some cheered at their pairs they were assigned. Y/n was slightly bouncing her right leg up and down, waiting for her name.

"L/n and Kitano. Kio and Ushijima."

The female with the last name 'Kio' jumped out of her seat and squealed making Y/n and the teacher cover their ears of the high pitch.

"I got Ushijima-kun!" She giggled as she clapped her hands.

Ushijima as always, had no expression. He grunted in annoyance and crossed his arms.

"You seem to be a fangirl of Ushijima." The teacher stated towards the girl.

Fangirl? Y/n thought. She figured because of the male's physique and good looks; he would be popular at the school.

"And because of that." The teacher continued, "You will work with Kitano instead."

The girl's face immediately dropped, "You can't do that sensei!" She cried, "You already assigned us!"

"I can, I'm the teacher." He deadpanned, "So, Ushijima and L/n would be pairs instead."

"I get Wall-san?!" Y/n subconsciously blurted aloud, her head slamming down on the edge of her desk.

"You seem to have a problem with that, L/n." The teacher chuckled, "Which makes you the perfect partner for him."


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