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Nekoma's Boys Volleyball practice went on lokie normal. Practicing their spikes, blocks, and reciving. Their constant advices from their coachs and manager them improve... well, mainly their manager. "Lev, your gonna ended up having a brain injury if you keep missing Kenma's tosses." "Iunko! No one can understand what you're saying!" "I brought you guys food if you do well in practice." To most, it wouls seem like she was an ordinary third year doing her job as the manager for the boys volleyball club. But the the team, she was the perfect manager. From the court, Kuroo watched her as she wote things down on her clipboard while talking t

“Well… shit.” Kenma stared blankly at his phone, only offering a hum of acknowledgement as a response. You wouldn’t say you had what people considered to be an “ordinary” relationship. Ever since you could remember, you found it challenging to simply like one person. Your issue was that you just liked too much, but it was hardly your fault. You had a lot of love, you wanted to share it around with people you came to care for. All your relationships thus far had been polyamorous, or at the very least led up to it. The one you were in currently was an endless headache, but you did the best you could to kee

Ushijima Wakatoshi, the ace of Shiratorizawa. (M/n) ran towards his big brother, who was busy tying his shoelaces for his daily run. (M/n) smiled at the sight of his big brother.   “Nii-san,” he greeted. Ushijima looked up, pretty surprised with his little brother standing there. “I’m here to watch you practise,” (M/n) explained, before his big brother could ask. Ushijima nodded in understanding, before finishing up his shoelaces. When he was done, he moved his feet a bit to see if he had tied them good. “What are you going to do today, captain?” (M/n) asked, a smile on his face.   “Running,

You didn’t know how you ended up on the captains’ sleepover, but here you were, staring up at the off-white ceiling of Oikawa’s room, lying between Kuroo and Bokuto. It wasn’t by choice either that you ended up between Kuroo and Bokuto, since the moment you claimed that spot, the two immediately flung their bags and cots beside yours. “(F/N)-chaan?” Oikawa’s voice suddenly broke you from your trance-like state. “Hm?” “Why are you so far from meeeeeee?” He whined. You propped up your right elbow and looked over Bokuto to see Oikawa pouting. “We’re not THAT far,

Oh no, what were you going to do? “Come on, pick up,” you mumbled to yourself as you once again tried to contact your brother. “Pick up, pick up.” You had been running some errands and before you knew it, it had gotten dark outside. Deciding to call it a day, you started heading home but soon noticed the man following you. When you turned a corner, he followed; when you picked up your pace, so did he. There was no doubt that he was following you and something told you that he had ill intentions. You were currently in a convenience store desperately trying to contact your older brother but with no luck. Both of your p

You were eager to wear your new dress and show it to Kuroo, you knew he’d definitely like it. Just a few more stops till you were at your destination. In the cloud of your excitement, you didn’t notice a man who was watching you. It seems like you weren’t the only one who thought you looked good in the dress. Finally, you were at your stop. You rushed off the train and to the exit, not noticing the man following you. When Kuroo and Kenma came into view, you did a little twirl to show off your new dress. “You look good, babe. You look good in anything,” Kuroo said while giving you a quick peck on the lips. 

That man, he was strange.   There was a loyal customer at the restaurant you worked at who had very noticeably taken a liking to you, he would always request for you to be his waitress and would leave large tips. However for the last few days he had become increasingly pushy, demanding to know what school you were from and if you had a boyfriend. It got even worse when you started working the night shift, he would wait for you till your shift ended and offered you a ride home. You, of course, politely declined and opted to walk home instead but then he started trying to walk you home.   Fortunately, being someone who had many friends outside

You had left volleyball practice a little earlier today to run some errands for your mom. She wasn’t feeling well and you were the only one that could help her out. You picked up the dry cleaning and sent out some mail, all you had left to do now was to buy some groceries. Since the dry cleaner’s place, you’ve noticed a strange man following you. He followed you from the dry cleaner’s, to the post office and waited outside then followed you to the supermarket. You were getting creeped out and a little scared. You didn’t feel safe walking home alone so you called Daichi. “Sawamura-senpai, there’s a w