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"WHAT THE FUCK?" KAGEYAMA REPLIED instantly, frowning at the h/c-haired girl. "You play tennis, you've never even played volleyball!"
Folding her arms, Y/N retorted, "You saw that I can serve just fine, so teach me how to spike!"
"This is one of the worst ideas I think you've ever had," he deadpanned. "And you're not exactly the master of good decisions."
Pretending to be hurt, she rolled her eyes, before suddenly lunging forwards and grabbing Kageyama's jacket lapels, pulling him down a little so she could look him in the eyes. "Come on - please?!"
Both of them found themselves blushing at the close proximity, but Y/N refused to let go, staring with determination in her e/c eyes.
Sighing exaggeratedly, the setter caved in. "Fine, but if you suck, you're buying my milk for the next week."
"But if I don't," she retorted, smirking as she wheeled the cart of volleyballs over. "You're buying me meat buns from Sakanoshita for a week."
"Deal!"
"Deal!"
Y/N threw the ball to Kageyama as though it was netball, with a neat chest pass. He spun it in his hands as he considered how to teach her one of the hardest and most essential parts of volleyball in a few short minutes before they had to pack up.
