Why did he accept to do this again?
Oh, right.
His crush had asked him to do it, he wasn't about to make a fool of himself in front of her.
"You're asking for the girls' club, right? How come a boy is asking me? Wasn't the girls' swimming club rep supposed to meet with me?" He flinched, feeling his stomach churn. A small crowd had gathered around them, whispering and wondering what was going on.
"W-well, if ya didn't know, they're way too scared of ya ta-"
"If they're scared of me then why the hell are they asking for my help?" She raised a brow as he flinched again, looking like he wanted to run and never come back from wherever he would be running to.
It was almost amusing to watch. She was just standing there, doing absolutely nothing and yet, he still looked like he was about to pass out.
"Is it just me or is his face getting abnormally pale?" He sighed, clutching the hem of his blazer with his terribly cold hands, trying to collect his thoughts and convince himself she would not do anything.
She seemed to be listening to him, maybe even consider it, she was just very blunt naturally. With that in mind, he looked back at her with a little more confidence than before.
"Look, I'm doin' this for a friend and I-" he stopped talking for a moment, his cheeks turning a little red, "I really want ta show her she can rely on me." [Name] hummed, a chuckle leaving her lips as it clicked in her head.
She pondered on it for a few seconds before finally shrugging her shoulders, shoving her hands in her blazer pockets.
"Whatever, as long as I don't have to participate in the competition itself, I don't care. It's not like I had anything else to do anyway." The boy's eyes lit up at her words and the crowd looked like the life was sucked out of them.
They expected him to be completely shut down and yet [Name] actually accepted the offer without putting up much of a fight or anything else.
The [Last name] [Name] had been convinced to join a club.
Was this the end of the world? A dream perhaps?
"I'm leaving." Just as she was about to leave, she stopped in her track, turning back to the boy who was currently pumping his fist in the air. "Actually, I have one last thing to say," he immediately stopped, turning to her as fast as he could, his entire body going stiff.
"Do you know the name of the guy with piss colored hair in our year?"
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Atsumu sighed in delight, enjoying the wonderful feeling that is being full as Osamu and Suna watched him. After a few seconds, they chose to ignore him and continue their conversation about God knows what without so much as a second glance in the blond's direction.
Oh well, it's not like he cared. He was too busy trying to figure out what on Earth would [Name] want to talk about.
"Now that I think about it, [Last Name]-san never corrected ya whenever ya used "-chan"." Osamu turned his attention to his twin after giving up a conversation with Suna (who looked like he could care less). That snapped his twin out of his thoughts.
He thought for a few seconds before making a surprised face.
"Huh, that's true," he replied, shrugging afterwards, "maybe she just doesn't care enough ta correct me. I mean, some people even addressed her with her first name before, but it didn't look like she was bothered at all."

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Troublemaker (Suna x Reader)
Fanfiction[Name] [Last name] is a troublemaker in every way. She likes to fight with people who provoke her, likes to do things she isn't supposed to do and she's not exactly one to follow the rules either. In contrast to her chaotic behavior, Suna's a rather...
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