โ†ฌ ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿถ. ๐š๐š˜๐š‹๐š’๐š˜ ๐š”๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐šข๐šŠ๐š–๐šŠ

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โ†ฌ ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿถ. ๐š๐š˜๐š‹๐š’๐š˜ ๐š”๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ๐šข๐šŠ๐š–๐šŠ
๐˜ช ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ





"what the hell, inubitch? you do realise that we're only staying here for a week and not three months, right?"

inuoka rolls his eyes, flipping his brown hair to the side (at least, trying to, because he has short hair so it doesn't really work). "yes, but, i thought it would be smart to take more clothes with me just in case. and there are party games in here as well."

"it's a training camp, you dumb fuck."

"you're just jealous that you don't share a room with anyone and that you're all on your own."

"i share a room with the other girls, bitchass! fukurodani and karasuno has girl managers too, so i'm not alone. and shut the fuck up, i'm your manager."

the girl punches inuoka in his side and quickly walks away from the male, towards kuroo, so inuoka can't hurt her if he tries to. she places her hands on her sides as she listens to kuroo and kenma their conversation, kuroo being the one to talk and kenma just nodding at his words and playing the game. he doesn't really listen, but kuroo likes to think that his friend does.

"i wonder when they'll arrive," kuroo says, nodding towards the entrance a little. it's quiet in the gymnasium. only nekoma is at the training camp yet, the other teams aren't there yet. kuroo heard that some of the teams arrived already, but were putting away their stuff first before they would head to the gym. fair enough, if he's being honest with himself.

kenma just humms a little, trying to beat the end boss of his game. he does listen to kurooโ€” of course he does. he just isn't listening as well as he does when he's not playing the game. plus, kenma doesn't like to talk anyway. he would rather be somewhere where he doesn't need to talk. whether that be to strangers or people that he knows.

but there is one thing that he is excited about, and that's seeing the tangerine haired male, so he can beat him in a match.

after some time listening to kuroo and kenma, the female finally speaks up. "what are you guys talking about?" y/n asks the two, leaning against kuroo so she can fix her shoe laces that got untied on her way towards the teammates. kuroo looks at her and frowns a little.

"the other training camp teams. fukurodani is arriving a little later than they intended to, so we're just waiting for their arrival."

the female smiles, "ah! i can't wait to see bokuto and akaashi again, i missed them!" she points out, then looking at the entrance of the gym when she hears some people walk in. and who might that be?

her eyes widen, "bokuto-san! akaashi-san!" she screams, running towards the two older boys and hugging them both.

speaking of the devil, huh?

akaashi is the first one she hugs, that being a short but cute one. bokuto is second, that being a long and dramatic hug. "i missed you two!"

"I MISSED YOU TOO, Y/N-CHAN!" bokuto screams, letting go of her and giving her a high five. "it's so good to see you again!"

the two start to talk about many things, that being some games that they used to play together or some series they both watched. akaashi smiles as he sees his friend talking to the girl. they really hit it off well, both being enthousiastic about what they like and just talking about whatever. it gives akaashi a little free time as well, now that other people talk with bokuto's dramatic self.

akaashi nods to himself and walks away from the two. bokuto and y/n decide to walk towards the others as well, now standing next to kuroo where bokuto says hi to his friend. they start to talk, and y/n smiles while listening to them.

meanwhile, another team arrived at the gym as well. the black shorts and white t-shirts can only mean that one team has arrived.

karasuno high school.

there was a training camp before, and many of them learned new things from each other. but now that nationals are coming up, all teams decided it was time to have another of those training camps. so here they are.

"kuroo-san!" sawamura points out, then walking towards the captain and shaking hands with him. "it's good to see you again. we'll crush you during nationals, and at this training camp too."

kuroo laughs, shaking his head. "of course you won't beat us, sawamura. there is no way nekoma will lose from karasuno."

that name brings attention to the (h/c) haired female. so this is the famous karasuno that her team talked about? she looks at the team, all of them wearing a black vest with black shorts, and a white t-shirt with that.

"kenma-san!" some voice screams, running towards the group. the girl looks up and watches an orange haired male run up to her friend, kenma smiling maybe a little bit while seeing the orange guy. that must be hinata, then, as she looks at kenma his reaction.

everywhere are noises. many people speak with one another, but there is one voice that stands out the most.

"ah, there's tobio-kun!" some other team shouts, waving at him, but the blue eyed male just waves it off. he doesn't really care about all the reunions.

"let's head to the rest of the team, kageyama-kun!" some grey haired male says, patting a raven haired male on the back.

kageyama nods at his senpai's words, walking towards the rest of karasuno's team, mumbling some words. "sure thing, sugawara-san."

"kageyama!" the tangerine haired male shouts, running past the way taller male that he just shouted at. he pats kageyama on the head, laughing and running away.

"what the hell, hinata! you're so going to pay for that, you fucking bastard!"

those words.

no, it couldn't be him, right? there is no way that he could be standing here, a few meters away from her.

kageyama. his name is tobio kageyama.

karasuno's setter.

and her number neighbour.







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a / n : bit of โœจtroubleโœจ coming ur way in the next chapters lol

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