in which the karasuno boys encounter a mysterious girl working in their coach's convenience store, only to find out she's ukai's daughter. when someone sends the wrong thing to the wrong groupchat, all the volleyball teams find themselves falling fo...
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𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐮𝐦𝐢
part 1.
"I'm home~"
Iwaizumi had been busy doing who knows what under his car, the car he had been working on for months on end. It seemed he was always around it, perfecting little nooks and crannies, constantly tweaking the tiniest things. At least he busied himself while she was at work. Being new and all, she had to work extra hard to prove herself, her age not doing very much to help her. *and race and gender and sexual orientation
Hajime remembered visiting Princeton in New Jersey, and she had just gotten an internship. She was excited and he was happy for her, sure, but her barely got to see her throughout the week. She came back tired and smelling of coffee, crashing onto the couch and falling asleep. Even when a party was occurring in her dorm (that left Hajime to carry her to her room and tuck her in, though he wasn't complaining in the slightest). At least on her free Saturday, they spent the whole day together. He had seen enough of Princeton (a slight bit jealous of her life and the people she spent it with) and so she took him out to New Jersey.
It was there he came eye to eye with his dream car. In a junkyard with every other thing broken, sure, but it was there. He bought the piece of crap, and as soon as he could, began working on it. He had almost forgotten to go to California entirely, until (Y/N) marched down to the garage, and pulled him to the airport by his ear. Grateful for that woman, he was.
