" What is your problem? Do you hate me that much?" she yelled.
'No'
"Yes," he lied.
She paused for a second, " Is that why you never say you love me back?" her voice cracked.
'I was scared that you would leave'
" Does it matter?"
Tears rimmed her ey...
You checked yourself in the mirror for the 5th time, tugging at the hem of your school skirt as you felt uncomfortable showing that much of your legs, which you were quite insecure about. As much exercise you've done, your inner thighs are stubborn as hell. If only you could transfer your thigh fat to your boobs. You traced a finger over some areas of your thighs and checked if the foundation you applied smudged.
It surprisingly didn't.
"Gotta hand it to Asahi for his surprisingly good choice in foundation," you smiled. There were some scars on your legs, some that look like lines and some that are patchy. They were not as prominent as before but you didn't want to raise questions on your first day at school.
"Y/n you ready?" A tall figure peeked his head from your door that was open. "Yea let's go." you turned away from the mirror and pursed your lips. "You're going to get a receding hairline if you keep tying your ponytail this tight," you said while tucking in some loose strands of his hair.
Satisfied with your touch-up, a smirk spread across your face and you pumped your fist in the air, "LES GOOOOOO" before zooming out of your room shinobi style, leaving your brother sweat dropping in your wake.
"Last one there does laundry for a week!" you yelled as you dashed through the door.
" Why is she so wild..." Asahi sighed and sprinted after her. Of course, being the ex ace of his volleyball team, he caught up to her and won but since he hasn't been working out as much, that took a toll on him. He turned back to catch his sister who launched herself onto him while whining for a rematch.
"I know I suggested it but pleeeaaaassseeee spare me." you stared at him with puppy eyes.
"Nope, you're doing the laundry for a week. Hahaha." Asahi laughed and placed her down on the ground as she pouted in defeat.
" Fine," you huffed out.
Getting off him, you saw him notice the attention of the students around them. He was flushing from embarrassment, Hehe, I forgot we were in public.
You and your brother parted and you promptly went to find your class.
Ϫ
Tsukishima scowled the moment he was 30 meters in range from the school gate. His best friend noticed this and nudged him. " Is something wrong Tsuki?"
"No," he looked at a girl flinging herself onto a tall boy with a man bun. Did he get detained till he was 20 or something?
" What class are you in?" That girl is noisy as hell.
" The same as you," he turned to see Yamaguchi grinning. "Is that so?" I guess that's a good thing since we don't need to go to each other's class all the time to meet.
Even though Tsukishima didn't express the same level of enthusiasim as he did when he surprised him with the news, Yamaguchi knew he was delighted from the tiny pout he made. He's trying not to smile at such a little thing. ^-^
Ϫ
You took a seat in the 1st row, remembering your old maths teacher's wise words, " The nearer you are to the source, the better you learn". You began to unpack, placing your pencil case and notebook out to prepare for the first class. As much as a delinquent you may be, you always put grades first. Your middle school had ingrained the importance of it into your head very well.
The first bell rang and your homeroom teacher walked in.
"Good morning class, my name is Nagisa Shiota. You can call me Nagisa sensei." the blue head said in a cheery tone as she wrote her name on the blackboard.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
She's cute.
"Alright let's start with some ice-breaking. Please introduce yourself and share an interesting fact about yourself." Nagisa sensei said as she perched on top of the teacher's table.
"Let's start with you," she pointed towards a boy sitting at the right front corner seat.
You started spacing out, not bothering to remember your classmate's names or whatever they were saying about themselves. When it came to your turn, you stood up and tried your best not to sound bored. "My name is Y/n Azumane, I like volleyball and anime."
"UWAAHHH YOU PLAY VOLLEYBALL?!" Some boy behind you exclaimed just as your ass was about to touch the seat. You whipped your head around in surprise to see a short boy with fluffy orange hair standing from his seat. He had a wide grin on his face and his eyes were gleaming from excitement.
Noticing the silence and attention of the class, he blushed and got flustered and sat back down.
"I-I'm sorry."
Nagisa sensei chuckled, "It's alright. Why not introduce yourself next."
"O-oh okay." the tangerine stood back up. "M-my name, um, is Hinata S-Shoyo and my hobby is playing volleyball."
"Thank you, Hinata. I assume you would be joining our school's volleyball club?" Nagisa sensei asked.
"Yes! I'm going to submit my application later," Hinata gave a closed-eyed, toothy grin. You turned back to face the front, perching your chin on your hand.
After the class finished the introductions Nagisa sensei spoke up, "Alright, since you've all introduced yourself I guess it's my turn. As you know, my name is Nagisa Shiota and a fun fact is that a guy had a crush on me because he thought I was a girl."
"Wait a minute, aren't you a female Nagisa sensei?" some girl asked.
"Nope, I'm a male."
(O_O) Silence.
.
.
.
"NO WAY!" "YOU'RE LYING" "WHAAAAT!" The class was in a frenzy.
And with that, your first homeroom ended.
wordcount: 980
I'll try my best to make consistent updates for now since I'm on sem break. Once my semester starts I might be very very inconsistent so I apologise in advance. <3
