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"He says for you to come out," Yukie Shirofuku, one of Fukurodani's other managers informed you through the door of the bathroom stall. "I can't. I'm too embarrassed. Tell him to go enjoy the party himself. It's not as if he was the one that did anything wrong," you muttered from your current hiding place. You could hear Yukie-chan sigh and then grumble something under her breath before exiting the girls' restroom again. Leaning your forehead against the stall door, you squeaked out a very quiet scream. You could kill Bokuto right now. Him and his big mouth. You hadn't realized he was right behind you in line at the buffet. He was being un

Koutarou Bokuto was in a great mood. He had finally graduated high school and would be going to a college with an excellent volleyball team so that he could continue to play. On top of that, he got to spend tonight with all of his best friends at an awesome party full of free food, volleyball chatter, and loads of cute girls telling him how amazing it was to watch him play at the Spring Nationals. The only thing that could make this night better would be if he could convince you to dance with him. He had focused so hard on ball throughout high school that he'd never worked out how to actually date someone at the same time. Being outgoing and

**Language...because, Kageyama...*** Tobio Kageyama had just experienced, by far, the most fulfilling school year of his life. Not only did he do well in volleyball, but he grew in the sport, learned how to be a team player, made friends for the first time ever, and took on opponents he never could have won against without the other members of Karasuno. He had definitely been able to open up more to developing social skills with the help of Hinata, Tanaka, Suga, and the rest of his team. One area where he hadn't made any improvements, however, was where it concerned talking to girls. He'd been trying to figure out how to approach women, but

       Tired from a long training session alone, you placed your hands behind your head a flopped down into the cool grass. You shut your eyes and took a deep breath in, trying to calm your rapidly beating heart. Only a few seconds after you had closed your eyes, you felt hot wet breath all over your face. “What on earth?” Shielding your eyes, against the sun, you slowly opened them. “Akamaru, what are you doing here? Where's Kiba?” Akamaru gave you a loud bark just before he licked your cheek affectionately. “Gee Akamaru, I told you not to run off on me. This is the third time this week. What's gotten into you?

Hearing the sound of his name being called, Asahi looked back and saw his shorter friend, Nishinoya running up to him. "Morning." He greeted. Nishinoya nodded back as a greeting and the two walking into the entrance of Karasuno high school. Asahi was generally speaking but his eyes widened when he accidently bumped into a rushing student. He looked down at the same time they gazed up and his breath hitched as their eyes made contact. He saw their expression turn to horror and he didn't have a chance to speak when they quickly ran off while shouting out. "G-G-GOMENASAI!" Nishinoya sent a flat stare towards Asahi who looked gloomy and spoke

"Is that one of the dads?" a small manager from DateKou asked a player from her team. "No, stupid!  That's Karasuno's Ace!" he responded, before tacking on quietly, "He just looks even older in that getup." "Even older?!" Asahi Azumane muttered to the group of boys standing around him, looking down at the suit he was wearing for the party.  "I thought it looked cool." Snickering, Suga confessed, "You do look cool...but sophisticated cool...like an old man." "What?!" Asahi exclaimed, as Daichi shot Suga a deadly glare and punched him in the arm. Daichi quickly added, "We've talked about this.  You can't try to be cool.  You just are or yo