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(just a drabble :')) “Muraaaaaa, don’t forget about tomorrow, yeah?” “Hnn…” the purple-haired boy whined, “I won’t. Bring snacks, yeah?” You giggled to yourself, hanging up the phone. You took out a backpack, and packed some of Murasakibara’s favorite snacks. You also packed a camera, band aids, and sunscreen. You and Murasakibara were going on a hiking date tomorrow. You wanted to be prepared. Waiting at the subway station, you check your watch again. Late, as usual. Did he stand me up? “Hi [f/n]-chan,” you hear from behind you. “Atsushi… late again?R

Lights, camera, action. Kise Ryota was at another modeling shoot, and as his girlfriend, you were there for support. I mean, you didn’t know how you did it—got Kise, that is. It all started freshman year of high school, and you two were put in the same class. I wouldn’t classify it as love at first sight; in fact, there was more hatred than anything. Pretty boys weren’t your thing, per say. They seemed stuck up, self-absorbed, and uncommitted in the romance sector. Girls would pile themselves onto Kise, and that was a huge turn off. You rolled your eyes as one of his many fans came up to him in the classroom during lu

Now this story begins with quite the long introduction, but bare with me, and you’ll be left with a pleasant piece of fluff. Kinda. A volleyball game was beginning. Fans cheered. People wooted. An sarcastic announcer spoke: “And coming in at an enormous height of 159 cm (5’2.5”) and a weight of a whopping 51.1 kg (112 lbs), starting libero, Nishinoya Yuu!” The crowd laughed and clapped with their might for the talented player. The short boy’s face turned a bright red as he stepped on the court. Nevertheless, the Karasuno volleyball team crushed the opposing team, with a lot of contributions of Nishinoy

 It's hard to believe that I couldn't see You were always there beside me Beep boop bap boop beep (a/n: I read this out loud and I can’t stop laughing bye) You dialed the magenta-haired boy’s number. Click. And you heard his deep and somewhat raspy voice. “Hey.” “Did you just wake up?” You smiled. He chuckled. “No.” “Wait what. Then why is your voice like extra raspy right now?” Another chuckle. “Well, um, you see, (f/n)-chan, I’ve been training at the pool since like 8 A.M. And just now, I heard the phone ring, and when I thought it was you, I stopped my stroke, a

It was tournament day. Just a casual one, nothing prestigious or title-winning. But it was for fun, and it was hosted at, the one and only, Karasuno high school. Even though it had been a small informal tournament, schools from all over showed up. Seijou, Nekoma, you name it. You attended Karasuno, home of the crow. You were a starter on the girls’ volleyball team, and you often helped out with the boys’ affairs.  And you may have had some type of thing (wonk wonk) going on with the King of the Court himself. Exhibit A: “Good morning, Kageyama-kun,” you uttered, seeing the raven-haired boy walk your way. He nodded

Living in my own world Didn't understand That anything can happen When you take a chance “Oi, Aomine-san!” A boy called out. He was a classmate of the blue-haired, tan boy. “Hmm?” “We’re going on a goukon today, and one of the other guys got sick. Could you fill in? I bet all those girls are dying to meet you.” “Boobs?” “Boobs.” Consequently, in the other corner of the room: “EEEP! (f/n)-chan! I can’t believe you’re going on that group date with us today!” (bf/n best friends name) cried. “What? I never agreed to that.” “You did

Today was supposed to be like all the others. Same boring classes, same boring teachers, and the same, glorious boyfriend. Matsuoka Rin. As the last bell rang, you followed your routine. Went to your locker, and headed straight for the Samezuka Academy pool to watch Rin practice. Little did you know that today was going to be just a bit out of routine. * * * When you arrived, your boyfriend had just gotten changed and left the locker room. He strided over to you, gave you a large embrace and that toothy smile, huskily whispering in your ear, “You up for dinner after practice?” “Food is food, Rin.” Your eyes spark

“Haru-chan!” You called out for your boyfriend. He was nowhere to be found. You sighed. It was a mistake to let him into the sea museum in the first place. He was captivated. At least you didn’t bring him to an aquarium. Who knows what he would do to get into the fish tanks? You tried once again, “HARU-CHAN!” Again, he failed to reply, and you were running around frantically looking for him, when you see a glimpse of dark navy blue hair in the corner of your eye, on the head of a boy on the ground in the fetal position. You scanned the body, and you could see black swim trunks with purple accents peeking out

It was a bad day. You were reflecting on the past long hours. You were at university, at your classes, when your perfect white shoes were stepped on. You spilled coffee on your professor. Then, at your job at the petting zoo, a goat chewed off part of your khakis and pooped on your already-stepped on shoes. And worst of all . . . Tachibana Makoto slipped through your hands. A few days ago, he had broken up with you because he “couldn’t hurt you any longer because his feelings were no longer there.” What utter bullshit. And now you moped. You sobbed, because he was no longer there. No longer there to grasp tightly to your

White flecks of magical crystals fell from the sky and the air was consumed in a chill. It was the day before winter vacation, and you stared outside the classroom window, admiring the way the snowflakes plastered themselves onto the window. You were about to reach out and attempt to touch thm through the glass, when— “(L/n)-san, I asked you a question.”  Oh god. Sensei caught me. “Ha… Well you see, Sensei, I didn’t hear it.” “And why is that?” Long story short, you were kicked out of the classroom for not paying attention.  A minute after being outside, someone from the neighboring cl