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BANG! CRASH! BANG!

What in the world is going on?

Your eyes shoot open upon hearing a continuous stream of loud noises echo throughout the upstairs hallway. "Mum do you know where it is?!" Your brothers voice bellows down the stairs before he stampedes back towards his room.

You'd think his senses would be up to the level of a mum as he acts like one almost 24/7 but nope! He quite often loses things but they're usually in my room for some strange reason...

It's so weird how mums can walk into a room and pinpoint the item straight away...

A shiver runs down your spine as the thought of how high your mums motherly senses are scares you.

You sit up groggily and shuffle towards the door but when you open it you are instantly met with your brother, red faced and panting like a dog on a hot summers day. "Koushi are youโ€”" he interrupts you so that he can speak.

"Y/n have you see my other knee pad?!" His hands grips your shoulders and he shakes them vigorously causing your neck to snap back and forth.

"Ow Koushi!" You yell at him and push him away before rubbing your neck, attempting to be rid of the horrid stinging sensation.

"Sorry I'm just gonna be late and I can't find my knee pad!!" He grips his silvery hair whilst looking around your room frantically from where he was standing.

"It's in my desk, second drawer down" you lazily say as you yawn and return to your bed, flopping down face first into the bundle of messed up blankets and pillows that were the aftermath of your sudden awakening.

He nods before hastily jumping around your room avoiding the mess and then rummaging through your drawers. "Ah! Thank you so much Y/n! I owe you one!" He yells the last part at the top of his lungs as he was already half way down the stairs.

He's never been this close to being late to practice before...
What was he doing?

"I guess I might as well take a shower to wake myself up..." another yawn comes from you as your drag yourself to the bathroom, turning on the warm water. You connect your phone to the Bluetooth speaker and then scroll through your playlist.

What should I listen to that'll wake me up?
This will do.

Still not fully awake, you step into the shower almost tripping over the slippery floor.

I'm so clumsy...

You giggle to yourself before you close your eyes and let the music flow through your ears as the water was down your fragile body.

Your body freezes and your eyes open as the lyrics from the song you chose burn and engrave themselves into your mind.

Yeah...
If only it were that easy...

Quickly, you snap out of it and continue scrubbing the coconut scented shampoo into your hair.

The bathroom was soon filled with a mix of sweet scents ranging from your passion fruit body lotion, coconut shampoo and then finally the vanilla body spray that you loved and cherished. The scent reminded you of happier days when you didn't have a single worry and you could just live your life like a normal person, well...

"Normal" because which definition is the correct one? Everyone's opinion of what is normal is different so who is right? This played a big role in what caused your anxiety, the harsh judgment and opinions of others who ridiculed you for not being their ideal version of "normal" caused a gap to form in your life.

Am I not normal?
What does it take to be normal?
What's the point in trying if I'm normal in one's eyes but not another's?

The song soon ends and this is the signal for you to get out of the shower and get dressed as there was no point in getting back into your sleepwear because you would most likely fall asleep and be covered in sweat again. Suddenly, your phone goes off so you finish fixing your (favourite colour) skirt and pick it up to see a text.

Mum No.2๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿค

Mum No.2๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿค
Heya little sis! Wanna come give us a hand at practice? I know you've got nothing to do today and the team have actually been asking where you were.

Y/n
Are you all sure? I don't want to ruin your guys' practice because I've never really played before...

Mum No.2๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿค
We can help with the basics, now get your short butt over here!!

Y/n
Your so mean to me at times ๐Ÿ˜ข

(Read 9:05am)

Guess I better put some shorts on underneath...

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"Y/n-Channnn!" The small orange haired boy sprints towards you and manages to stop just before tackling you to the ground, his reaction caused a slight feeling of panic for you but you know he means well.

"Oh hey Hinata, how're you?" You ask him politely with your hands cupped in front on you.

"Even better now that you're here!"

Such a sweet talker...

"You're so cute Hinata!" You have a sudden boost of confidence which allows you to pinch the smaller boys cheek, however, you automatically pull away after a few seconds and apologise only for you to discover he did not mind this interaction between you and him.

Your attention is then focused on the captain, better known to you as Daichi because he was scolding Hinata for wandering away from practice. "Hello Y/n how are you feeling today?" Yamaguchi's soft voice never ceases to put you at ease, the freckled male stood comfortably beside you although to some it may have seemed that he was the exact opposite.

"I've been doing better than usual? I think..." you awkwardly laugh in the middle of the sentence, "how've you been?"
He turns to you with a slight expression of surprise, has no one ever asked him this or something?

"Ah! Sorry I zoned out..." he pauses to scratch his cheek, "I've been doing great actually, thank you for asking!" He cheers before walking back over to Tsukishima.

They have such a strange relationship but anyone could tell that they are really close...

"Angelllll!!" The next loud and bubbly voice to call your name was recognisable from a mile away, the nickname was also a dead give away.

Nishinoya...

"Hello Nishinoya-senpai!"

"S-stop calling me that...there's no need for formalities anymore..." his face flushes a bright shade of pink causing you to giggle at his flustered reaction.

For someone who is older than me he sure is really adorable at times!
Y/n focus!

"Where's Koushi? He is the one who asked me to come after all..." Ignoring the shift in Noya's demeanour you scan the room for the face that you grew up with. "Oh there he is"

"Let me walk you over to him m'lady" Noya holds out his arm waiting for you to interlock with him, giggling once again at his antics you then go along with it, you both share a small conversation as you make your way across the gym and as he goes to speak again he is interrupted by your brother's voice.

"Thank you so much for coming Y/n, we needed an extra pair of hands to throw the balls as we planned on doing spiking drills but Yachi isn't here to help..." he speaks with a soft voice, switching from eye to eye as if analysing your expression.

Should I?
What if I mess up?
If I do then they will all stare at me!
I can't, no I can't!

"We can promise that no one will laugh at you Y/n, we know that you don't know how to play but that's why we are here to help..." Noya's hand finds itself rubbing your back in comforting circular motion, easing you of all your worries and fears in an instant. Wonder was the main thing in your mind at this moment.

His touch...there's just something about it that I can't put my finger on...

I feel like I...I just want to be held by him forever and forget about the world around me...

"Y/n?"

"Helloooo~"

"Y/n's a shortie!" Within a flash as quick as lightening you had jumped on your brothers back and were tugging lightly at a few strands of his hair. "Ow ow ow! Since when did you become so bold!" He retorts before you jump off.

Instant realisation flushes over you and this shows when you begin to play with your hands, "I-I don't know..."

"Y/n-Chan come one let's get started!!" Hinata'a voice echoes across the room earning him a nod from you, even though your mind was filled with doubts you really wanted to help out not just for the team...

But for yourself as well...

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