November 26, 2012

Monday 4:11 PM

"I think, Hano Sensei needed these." Chiyo exclaimed, holding a stack of papers. (Y/N) took it from her hands carefully flipped through them.

"Yeah, these are hers. I'll take them to her." (Y/N) replied, making Chiyo nod her head. She left them under the supervision of the graphic design teacher and exited her clubroom to go to the faculty office. As she walked, she began thinking about the club photos she still needed to edit.

I did the art club already...is that it?

Arriving at the office, she knocked on the door frame, catching the attention of one of the teachers. (Y/N) bowed to the best of her abilities.

"Pardon my intrusion, these are Hano Sensei's." (Y/N) explained, the teacher nodded their head and took the stack of papers from (Y/N)'s arms.

"Thank you, (L/N)-san."

"You're welcome." (Y/N) bowed again before returning the way she had come from. As she walked, a thought suddenly popped into her head.

The volleyball club photo, no one has edited that one yet.

I'll have to do that.

(Y/N) almost turned around the corner, when she heard a faint crash from up the staircase. She paused and heard a pair of footsteps rapidly run away. Fear rooted her to the ground, but she quickly realized that the footsteps were going in the opposite direction.

Hesitantly, she climbed up the stairs, concerned about all the noise. Her eyes widened and she scrambled towards the familiar figure.

"Kuroo?" She exclaimed, making him look up. Blood dripping down his nose and multiple water bottles scattered across the floor. (Y/N) stared at him with concerned while Kuroo stared at her surprised.

"Hi, (Y/N)." Kuroo greeted.

"Your nose, it's...." (Y/N) paused, panicking.

"Bleeding, yeah." Kuroo finished.

"W-We have to get to the nurses office." (Y/N) stammered, grabbing him by his arm and pulling him towards the nurses office which was back on the first floor. Carefully, (Y/N) led him into the infirmary, the room being empty just like last time.

(Y/N) motioned for him to sit down on the bed and frantically searched for the tissues. Kuroo watched as she quickly snatched the box from the shelf and rushed over to give him the tissues. Kuroo gladly took them from her and pressed it against his nose.

"I'm going to go pick up the water bottles." (Y/N) exclaimed, remembering the blue bottles that were scattered across the ground.

"You're leaving me again?" Kuroo asked, making (Y/N)'s face turn red as she remembered the first time they had met. Kuroo smiled at (Y/N)'s embarrassed expression, finding it cute.

"......I'll come back this time." (Y/N) muttered, pouting before walking out of the office. Kuroo watched her leave, his smile never leaving his face. He glanced around the room, and caught a view of himself in the small mirror mounted on the wall.

He was completely smitten.

Fuck.

Kenma was right.

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November 26, 2012

Monday 4:21 PM

(Y/N) eventually came back to the nurses office, barely carrying all the water bottles and a wet paper towel to clean Kuroo's face up. Arms filled with blue bottles, she stared at Kuroo who had a very odd expression.

"Did the bleeding stop?" She asked, putting the bottles onto the bed he was sitting on.

"Uh, kinda." Kuroo muttered, slowly removing the pressure. As he removed the tissues, (Y/N) leaned in a bit closer and Kuroo's face immediately turned red, instinctively moving backwards, flustered. (Y/N) stared at him confused, she was just trying to wipe the blood of his face

Fuck.

"Kuroo?" (Y/N) asked,"Are you okay?" She continued, Kuroo realized she was holding a wet paper towel. He took it from her hands and wiped his face by himself.

"Y-Yeah. I'm great, thank you." Kuroo stammered, sitting up. He tossed the used tissues into the trash can and picked up a couple of the water bottles, hugging them with one arm.

"I'm going to go back to practice." Kuroo explained, making (Y/N) also pick up a couple of water bottles. The volleyball player stared at the girl confused.

"Let me help you." (Y/N) insisted.

God, why does she seem way cuter now?

"You don't have too." Kuroo mumbled.

"It's fine, I want to." (Y/N) replied, walking towards the exited of the nurses office. Kuroo quickly followed behind, unknowing that she had already made up her mind. On the way to the gym, Kuroo couldn't help but stare at the girl next to him.

"Did someone hit you?" (Y/N) asked, breaking the silence.

"Hm? No, no one hit me." Kuroo lied, plastering on a smile. (Y/N) stared at him, not believing a word that he had just said.

"...was it Kohaku?" She continued, but all Kuroo did was pat her head, ruffling her hair a bit. Only confirming (Y/N)'s thoughts.

"Don't worry (Y/N)."

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