𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁 | sakusa k.

第一章; 𝗰𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗻𝘁

› one⠀✦ : cockroach repellent ໑

"what the fuck?!"

oshiro y/n shut her eyes and started aggressively wiping her face. what the fucking fuck just happened?

she was just about to enter the gym, spare keys dangling in her hand and a happy smile on her mouth, when she opened the door and was met head-on with...

"'mortein odourless cockroach killer, kind to sensitive noses'?" she voiced aloud in confusion.

a curly-haired boy was stunned, the spray in his hand still facing y/n. he looked familiar to her, but she couldn't exactly see his facial features due to the mask covering half his face. and she was new to itachiyama - only having arrived a few days ago for a training camp. she still had a lot of names and faces to learn.

"sorry," he said blankly. he dropped his hand with the spray then muttered, "excuse me."

"wait," y/n said quickly before he could move, still wiping the bridge of her nose.

she didn't expect the burning glare that came from that one word.

this guy...

"what?" he more or less snapped.

y/n opened her mouth, but before she could speak, he interrupted her, "yes i'm single. no i don't like you. no i'm not giving you my number. is that all?"

the nerve-

"okay narcissus." y/n smiled tightly. "but that's not the type of questions i wanted to ask. i don't even know who you are."

"liar." he rolled his eyes.

i'm not lying, but you do look familiar.

"being conceited is my responsibility. anyways, what's your deal spraying random people's faces with cockroach spray?" she pointed aggressively at her face. "do i look like a cockroach to you?"

"i didn't mean to." he shrugged. "and if i were to be honest?"

he paused.

she waited.

he tilted his head.

as y/n's face eased into a genuine smile, the boy nodded convincingly. "yeah. yeah you do."

"that's not very nice," she said coolly.

the lack of surprise or anger in her voice surprised the boy. in fact, it irritated him. she reminded him a lot of a certain friend of his.

"i'm going now," he just said before they interacted any more.

and so y/n opened the other gym door with a puzzled face so that the boy could get past with his gym bag. he seemed to try and stick as far away as he could from y/n.

what a strange person.

no matter, we're here to play volleyball. she shook her head to herself and headed inside gym.

the nets were already up on the courts. all she had to find were the balls - which were probably in the storage room. y/n put her bag down beside one of the two courts. the inarizaki boys would be here soon.

walking around the gym, there were a few doors that were presumably bathrooms and storage rooms. y/n stopped by one.

is this the storage room? it didn't have the bathroom sign like the others, so it probably is.

y/n pushed the door open, but instead jumped back in surprise when it opened for her; a boy with light-coloured hair came out. he was carrying a gym bag similar to the previous boy with a spray, and smiled politely at y/n.

"good morning...?" y/n smiled back.

is this going to be another awkward encounter?

"ah..." he scratched his neck. "good morning. have you seen omi-kun?"

"sorry, who?"

the boy's eyes widened in surprise. "omi-kun. sakusa kiyoomi. the boy with curly black hair and a mask on his face."

"wait... you mean the boy with odourless cockroach spray?" y/n raised her eyebrows. "he's sakusa kiyoomi? top three aces of japan?"

no wonder he looked familiar to y/n.

i didn't expect him to be a cranky boy armed with a repellent.

"yeah, my bad. i thought you'd know my cousin." he stuck a hand out, offering another bright grin. "i'm komori motoya, itachiyama's libero. nice to meet you."

"likewise." y/n flashed a charismatic smile. "oshiro y/n, inarizaki's manager."

"oh, so you're here for camp. that's why you're wearing a different uniform." komori tilted his head. "when's the rest of inarizaki coming?"

"in a few, i hope." y/n rolled her eyes. "knowing them, they probably split up and got lost while mo- i mean, kita-san was occupied."

komori nodded and glanced at his watch. "well, it was nice talking, but i gotta go. oh, and do you mind returning omi-kun's bag to him? he has mine right now, but he'll panic when he doesn't find his sanitisers in there."

"um... sure." y/n took the bag from komori, who enthusiastically shoved it to her.

"thanks so much, oshiro-san~" he was already on his way out the gym, waving at y/n. "i'll see you later!"

wait-!

and with that, he was gone, leaving y/n staring at sakusa's gym bag and a mission to find the strange boy.