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In which a famous drummer came to watch her step brother's volleyball match.
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She captured the hearts of the volleyball players. With her confidence and skills, she knew she was...
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"I THINK HOT LEMON TEA WOULD FIX IT"
She looked up and tilted her head in confusion, she was looking up at the most dyed hair male with a malicious smirk on his face.
"Or do 'ya prefer me strainin' 'yer voice even more?" He smoothly said as he leaned on the wall with his arms crossed. Y/n couldn't comprehend on what was happening.
'What on earth is Barry the bee doing here?'
"That's a great advice" She said before standing up. "But I would prefer option one" Y/n gave him a strained smile before dusting herself off.
With that, Y/n was about to walk away as she was hurrying to meet up with Kobu and Haruko. But a tight grip on her arm pulled her back, making her land on his chest.
She looked up and pulled away from him. "If you want to say something just fucking say it" Y/n gave him a small glare.
"You're bothering me and I'm tired" Y/n continued. Atsumu was flabbergasted at what she just said, sure many women rejected him but many adored him but someone actually complaining that he's bothering her? That's new.
"Got it Ma'am" The said dyed male looked at Y/n in the eyes before pursing his lips.
"How 'bout I get 'ya the lemon tea? as an apology?" He reckoned.
Y/n's eyebrows furrowed at his statement.
'That doesn't seem bad..right? free drink'
"Well-"
"Oi! Bakayaro!" A similar face to the dyed male yanked him out in front of Y/n.
" 'Yer 'being a pain in the 'arse 'ya 'know?!"
Y/n was taken back at the sudden appearance of someone, similar to the person who she is talking to right now.
" 'M sorry 'bout 'this guy!" The grey haired guy bowed and slapped the back of Atsumu's head.
