(unedited😼 i'll edit it soon dw)

general character info
you are l/n f/n.
you are 15.
you are 5"4.
you were born and raised in japan but soon moved to canada when you were 8. when you were 15 you moved back to your hometown.
you have red hair and blue eyes.

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age 8

you knocked on the familiar door of your childhood friend. it opened to reveal none other than the ravenette himself. you grinned at his presence. "wanna play volleyball with me tobio?". you failed to realize the scowl that etched itself onto his face. "no". your smile faltered slightly. "a-are you busy?", you asked. he simply rolled his eyes before sneering. "i've had enough of you. all you ever do is follow me around. i hope you get this straight through your head. i don't like you, you're not my friend and you never will be. good. bye.", he finished, quickly slamming the door in your face. by this time you still held the smile, only now, tears were threatening to fall from your eyes. he was the only boy you ever considered a friend, and that was the last time that you'd see him. for a while at least.

you're probably confused of this backstory, so i'll explain further.

you lived with your dad in japan. your dad was originally from canada, while your mom was japanese. you were originally supposed to be raised in japan your entire life, until your mom died when you were two. her death didn't effect you very bad since you were young, and had little to no memories of her.

your dad decided it'd be best to move back to canada when you were 8, where his side of the family inhabited. you got used to the canadian life style and culture.

something occurred though, which made you quickly abandon the north american country, and soon moved in with your aunt sara in japan, who also happened to live in your childhood neighborhood.

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today was your first day at karasuno high school! though.. you were a week late as school started the week before. you had just moved back to japan after living in canada for 7 years.

"get up y/n! school starts soon", your aunt shouted from downstairs, causing you to shoot out of bed. quickly checking the alarm clock, you realize it's only six in the morning. you groaned, remembering school doesn't start until eight, but still got out of bed anyway. "maybe i can take a quick run before i have to get ready", you told yourself.

you had just closed your front door, telling your aunt of your whereabouts. i can explore the town a bit more... you suggested, and decided that it was a good idea. looking around the neighborhood, you thought the house next door to you looked eerily familiar, but shrugged it off and continued your run.

you ended up at the front door of a convenience store, and went inside to buy your favourite drink. milk. sighing you came up to the register where you were greeted by a scruffy guy with a cigarette. after paying, you quickly walked out the door and ran into something. no— someone. "eh! i-i'm- i mean— sorry!", you blurted out half in english, a habit since you had lived in a mainly english country for so long. "uh no! i'm sorry!", a short, seemingly energetic boy apologized hastily, bowing several times. he straightened again after you told him to stop apologizing, and he saw your red hair. "hey! you're like me!", he grinned and continued. "bakayama always makes fun of my hair colour". you burst out laughing. "i know right some of my friends always teased me, but i love my hair colour". he held out a somewhat clamy hand, "oh! i'm hinata shoyo by the way", you smiled and shook it. "l/n f/n".

you both walked back to your house together. "so you play volleyball?", you questioned, as he kept mentioning the sport. he nodded several times. "uh huh! i'm a middle blocker. i may be short but i can jump! and i'm quick too! me and kageyama have this crazy quick attack! it's—", you choked on your milk that you had been sipping. k-kageyama?! the name echoed in your mind. it can't be the kageyama i know, can it? "woah l/n! a-are you alright", the boy panicked. you nodded several times. "s-sorry. what's this k-kageyama's full name?", you asked hesitantly once you regained yourself. "kageyama tobio, or you can say meanie. he's a setter and he's our age", he continued on. tobio.

"well this is my house.. i'm sorry! you shouldn't have walked with me to my house! you should go get ready for school", you apologized with guilt. "oh it's ok! my house isn't too far! bye f/n!", he shouted, walking in the opposite direction of where you came. you hastily ran inside and got ready for school.

"class 1-5..", you mumbled once you found the right class. you walked in and greeted the teacher. there were a few other students in the class. you made sure you had more than enough time to sit down and look around the class. you got very good grades, and took college prep classes (i'm not totally sure how these classes work but just know you have extremely good grades, k?).

during class, a knock was heard at the door. turning your head towards the door, a pretty girl with glasses was seen. "i'm sorry, but may i please talk to l/n f/n?", she said softly. you blinked a couple times, before realizing she wanted to see you, and you quickly scurried towards her, ignoring the curious gazes from the other students.

"ah, your l/n? nice to meet you", the girl spoke. you nodded, signalling for her to continue. "i'm shimizu kyoko, and i heard its your first day at karasuno, am i correct", you nodded again. "well, this may be sudden, but you aren't currently in a club, are you interested in joining one?". you thought for a second, then shook your head. "well, i'm the manager for my club, and since i'm a third year, i'll be graduating shortly, so i need an apprentice manager. would you be interested?". you thought for a few seconds, but she quickly interviened. "how about i lead you there, and you could check out the club for yourself, then decided whether or not you'd like it", she smiled. you mentally shrugged. i do need an extracurricular. why not. "sure. that sounds nice", you said, returning the smile. "great! i need to get back to class. meet here after classes are done and i'll lead the way", she said quickly before hastily walking away.

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you stood outside your classroom and waited eagerly for shimizu. you realized she never mentioned which club it was, but you weren't picky. as if on queue, she was elegantly walking down the hall towards you. "hi l/n, follow me", she softly spoke.

you had been walking for a few minutes, when you decided to ask what club it was. "oh, the boys volleyball team". your eyes widened. volleyball?!!! no no no. "o-oh ok", you faked a smile. you didn't want to embarrass yourself in front of shimizu. she'd probably just laugh at you. your hands trembled with dread.

we stood in front of a gym door. the nostalgic sounds of shoes squeaking and volleyballs slamming onto the floor. "you ready?", you looked at shimizu, trying to maintain confidence, but she could see right through you. "don't worry. the boys are intimidating at first, but they're all really sweet. i promise". this made you slightly more comfortable, even though that wasn't the main reason you were nervous. "right".

shimizu opened the door, and almost immediately, a boy with a shaved head came screeching through the gym. "MY SWEET KYOKO!!", he tried to hug shimizu, but she quickly shut him down with a slap to the face. "SHE SLAPPED ME!!", he squealed excitedly. your eyes widened even more to that. what a simp. he soon realized your presence. "who's this pretty girl?". before shimizu could answer, another boy came towards us, and greeted us. "have you found a new potential manager shimizu?", he said. she nodded and replied, "this is l/n f/n. a first year", he smiled. "hi l/n, i'm sawamura daichi, but just call me daichi", he brought a palm up to shake. you shook his hand and greeted him. "F/NNNNN!", you heard your name being called by someone familiar. "oh! hi hinata!", you waved and grinned. relieved someone you knew was here. more and more boys crowded you, confused on what was happening. daichi spoke aloud. "everyone, this is l/n f/n. she may be our potential co-manager". you waved sheepishly, cheeks dusted in pink from all the attention. he explained that the boys would be continuing practice like normal, and you'd observe.

you watched their practice like normal, but realized something. "hey, shimizu? where's the team's libero?", she glanced at you. "so you know more about volleyball than i thought.. our libero got suspended for a week, and is suspended from all extra curriculars for a month", you raised your eyebrows in surprise. "wow, ok".

you examined each boy. you hadn't gotten a good look at many of them. before long you remembered something hinata had said. kageyama tobio, he's a setter. he's here! he's gotta be. you glanced around at each player. no, not him. not him either, that's a middle blocker. wait- him! t-that's tobio- it's got to be him. you were in disbelief. the boy from your childhood, a boy with a deep passion for volleyball. the boy you wanted to be friends with so badly. there, right in front of you. your breath hitched once you saw him set a perfect set for hinata. they did their quick that hinata was bragging about. you should have been amazed at hinata and his speed. but instead, you eyes were glued on the ravenette, who had amazing precision and pin-point accurate sets. "woah", you mumbled. you felt overwhelmed in that moment. 1. you had unknowingly reunited with kageyama tobio, and 2. he engulfed all of your attention. all you could see was him. "yeah, their quick is pretty crazy, huh", shimizu replied, assuming that's what you were freaking out about.

the rest of the practice, all you could do were take glances at the setter. before you knew it, practice was finished.

"so l/n. how'd you like it? would you maybe be interested in joining?".

a/n: ooh cliffhangerrrr

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