❝ you're holding on the wrong end.. ❞
- 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 , kageyama tobio a first-year setter from karasuno high, ends up falling for his troublemaker third-year senior and he desperately tries to fix her.
kageyama tobio x reader
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CHAPTER FOUR gn
"NEKOMA?" HE REPEATED, his eyes slightly narrowed down in puzzlement. Wasn't Nekoma supposed to be her rival?.. Especially since she was from the Ukai bloodline.
Kageyama lightly pressed the ice pack onto her swollen nose as she started talking."Haha.. ironic, right? I didn't really have much friends back in middle school so I played video games a lot and I made a friend online and he was going to attend Nekoma High, so I decided to too. My family members weren't very happy about it.."
"Ah.. I see"
Turning to his side, she asked "What about you, Why did you join Karasuno? You're a prodigy so I'm sure you could have gone somewhere better"
"I wanted to go to Shiratorizawa but I uh.. I failed the entrance exam.." He mumbled the last part, adverting his gaze elsewhere in humiliation.
She snickered at words. "I assumed you were smart, Tobio"
"Would you pass?" He shot back in defense.
"Do I look smart to you?.. At least I'm pretty good at English though" She stated, proud of her accomplishment.
"English? I'm horrible at it"
"So basically, you're horrible at everything?"
"(y/n)-san.." His eyes narrowed, a visible frown of hurt on his face.
"My bad" A smirk tugged onto to her lips when her name slipped out of his lips so seamlessly — it just sounded so right whenever he's the one saying it.
He unpacked a bandage, placing it on the bridge of her nose so that it wouldn't be able to move around as it wants. He was so focused on tending her injury that he didn't realize how close he was starting to lean towards her — but she did. With her stare starting to wander to his lips, she couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you just call me (y/n)? — you know? without the honorific"
He shrugged, his attention stayed constant. "It feels disrespectful, you're older"
