𝔼𝕡𝕚𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕦𝕖
-𝟑𝒓𝒅 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏-
(𝐘/n) (l/n), Karasuno High’s number 1 crackhead, followed closely by Yu Nishinoya and Ryunosuke Tanaka. What happens when all three are the best of friends?
“Break’s over, get back on the court!” Coach Ukai announced to the volleyball team. As always, the first one in position was Shoyo Hinata, a little ball of sunshine. Pretty soon, everyone filed back into their rotation, Kageyama sending the ball in the air. A 4-on-4 was currently taking place - on Red Team was Yamaguchi, Nishinoya, Kageyama and Hinata, and on Blue were Sugawara, Daichi, Tanaka and Asahi.
After the 3rd set, Red Team had won, both laying on the floor, breathing heavily. Every part of their body ached, their lungs burning, When suddenly... The gym speakers were hijacked...
‘No, No don’t touch me there’ is what I told my uncle but he didn’t seem to care. It’s my secret little spot and I don’t wanna share~
Nishinoya and Tanaka jumped up at the sound, sharing the same excited look, while the third years sweat dropped nervously, knowing exactly what was going on.
So tell that creepy guy who always hangs round your school, that all they need to know is this one simple rule...
A pink electric toy jeep rolled out onto stage with a familiar girl inside.
“IT’S NO, NO, DON’T TOUCH ME THERE━”
“KEEP YOUR GROSS OLD HANDS OUT MY NO-NO SQUARE!” the energetic males sang along. They ran up onto stage, just as the girl got out of the jeep, dusting off her uniform and straightening her black cap, tackling her to the ground, ” (n/n)! We missed you!” they shouted in unison.
“Get off me before you get another purple nurple from me.” she said, “I won’t hesitate, bitch!”
The two immediately got off her, helping the girl stand up, ” (y/n), you left me hanging...!” Nishinoya pouted, wrapping his arms around her torso. (L/n) patted his head, mock pouting,
“It’s not my fault I broke the windows!”
“Broke...the windows?” two new voices said simultaneously. The (h/c) haired girl snapped her head in the direction of the voices, and saw two males - with a major height difference. The first male was an orange haired short stack, while the other towered over him, with navy blue/black hair.
(Y/n) squinted her eyes, trying to figure out if she knew them, and in the end, decided she didn’t.
“Nishi, who are they?” (y/n) asked, pointing at the duo.
“Oh! Those are Kageyama and Hinata, they have a crazy fast attack!” Nishinoya beamed, looking down on (y/n). Oh, right, I forgot. (Y/n) (l/n) is officially the shortest person in the second year. But only by a bit - Yu is taller than her by 3 centimetres.
“Well, it’s only cool if you can’t receive it properly...” (y/n) commented, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.
“Aw, young love!” Tanaka cooed, wrapping his arm around (y/n)’s shoulder. She glared at him, before elbowing him right in the gut, making him topple over, “Oh shit- I’m sorry!” Tanaka began wheezing, due to the repeated kicks in his gut.
She-sus- I mean, Asahi began panicking, Saltyshima began laughing with Yamaguchi while the other two third years tried prying (y/n) off of the buzzcut. They succeeded, but just barely, since (y/n) practically leaped off Tanaka when she saw the gym door slide open.
“Kiyokoooooo!!!” she cheered, running towards the beautiful third year, who welcomed her with open arms, smiling brightly.
′Bi panic...!′ (y/n) thought to herself as Kiyoko enveloped her in a hug.
“Welcome back, (n/n)!” she cheered, ruffling the shortie’s hair. (Y/n) grinned, holding up two thumbs up to Kiyoko, before breaking free from the hug. Quickly, she ran back to the stage, opening her bag and spraying some sort of preservation spray all over herself.
“Uhm, what are you doing?” Kageyama asked, eyeing (y/n)’s every move.
“What does it look like I’m doing?” (y/n deadpanned, “It’s not everyday the Shimizu Kiyoko hugs you! I need to preserve her godly touch!”
Meanwhile, Nishinoya and Tanaka looked at each other with wide eyes as they ran towards Kiyoko, hoping to get the same treatment as (y/n). Instead, Kiyoko side-stepped, and both boys ran straight into the door.
As soon as that happened, (y/n) burst into laughter, rolling on the floor as she held her stomach. She kicked at the air, rolling over multiple times until she fell off the stage...
“Oh my God!!! (Y/n), a-are you ok?! Do you need an ambulance?!” Asahi shouted, crouching down beside the still girl. Quickly, she sprung up onto her feet,
“I’m good! Wait- My shoulder seems to be dislocated...” she muttered, eyeing her arm. Everyone in the gym stared at her with wide yes, while (y/n) ran full speed into a wall, emitting a pop ! She stepped back, moving her hair out of her face, rolling her shoulder backwards, “Yep! I’m ok!”
“Oh, thank God..." Asahi breathed, standing up.
“God, such an idiot...” Tsukishima remarked to his green-haired friend, Tadashi Yamaguchi. (Y/n) caught his sentence, before turning to Suga.
“Suga~ Is it child abuse if both the attacker and victim are under 18?” she asked politely.
“No...Why?” Sugawara answered cautiously.
“No reason...” (y/n) smirked as she made her way over to Tsukishima. “Say, Beanpole, buddy... Wanna find out how heavy I am?”
Before Kei could answer, (l/n) had jumped onto his back, wrapping her legs around his torso as she pulled his hair. Tsukishima began freaking it, trying to push her off him, but to no avail. Asahi, Suga and Daichi were trying to get her off him, preferably before Tsukishima was put in hospital.
It was only when Nishinoya threatened to take away her Harry Potter movie collection did (y/n) get off Tsukishima.
“No! Anything but my Harry Potter movies!” she begged him, dropping to her knees. Nishinoya pulled her off the ground, seeing how genuinely worried she was. He patted her head, assuring her he wouldn’t go near her collection so long as she promised to keep herself under control. “Uh-huh! I promise!”
“So, (y/n), what did you do during your 2 month suspension?” Tanaka asked, raising an eyebrow. (L/n) smirked, turning to face the boys - and Kiyoko - as she crossed her arms.
“I became a cam girl!”
