c a p t a i n

“Is that what you assume? I suppose I am but not that you’d know. For someone who seems to wake up on the wrong side of the bed everyday, you are surprisingly calm about being here.” 

What a convenient miracle that Hive City still got the latest issues of Jump–a thought that ran through Senjougahara’s mind for a moment as she browsed the newsstand. With no hesitation she picked it up, handing over a few dollars in change to the frail old man in charge before turning back toward the bus stop.

In a swift movement her she pressed her skirt flat as she sat, her spot on the bench picked specifically for its perfect light. Silently the magazine was flipped open on her lap, occupying her wait with cliche shounen until the sunshine she basked under was unceremoniously blotted out. With a glare she looked back up, only to see a male leaning up against the booth’s glass wall.

How offensive was it when she turned her head to see that the rest of the bench was empty.

           he knew, he was aware he was annoying her, & did he care? not at all! in fact, it was amusing, his simple harmless presence doing absolutely nothing was ruining the evening of a young lady! that was just interesting & it looked appealing enough to participate more. he  tilted his head faking innocence, but immediately a big smirk decorated his face as his big hands moved towards the girl to pick the magazine up, while the female before him focused her attention on something that was surely more entertaining, his head. 

Ever since that city in the sky had up and vanished, Hinami had found herself at a loss in the city she could recognize. She’d reappeared in the middle of all that chaos to find a city she was barely familiar with in ruin. The buildings healed like magic, but there was little that could be done with the rubble outside of moving it physically. Yet, Hinami wasn’t much use in that department either. She was socially inept, and she’d ultimately risk hurting herself, which would likely trigger her Kakugan. Nobody needed to know she was a ghoul if she could help it. 

          he knew he was popular but being recognized in a new place was unexpected and totally pleasant, as a captain of the team participating in all the games was an activity done in a daily basis & his thought were leading him to that explanation. 

“This is stupid.. This isn’t Tokyo. Where is everyone?”

Bokuto glanced around a few more times before letting out a harsh exhale through his nose.

Oh - wait – what is that?

“Bro–??”

Surely he couldn’t mistake that bedhead as anyone else. He knew no one on the EARTH who had worse hair. Cause obviously his was completely stylish - lookin’ like an owl and all. Cue an extremely loud and elated teen crashing into the taller male from behind, arms wrapping around him in a tight hug.

           so far, this new life was just something he would have to get used to, however he would keep missing the times when he was able to fool around with everyone even if he didn't admit it out loud. it wasn't until the moment his name reached him coming from a familiar noisy voice, slightly turning his head back trying to follow the words; surprised by his finding  when the cat-like eyes caught a messy owl head behind him already with his arms wrapped around his torso.

Welcome to the hive, Kuroo!

You will be housed in district beta.

You will be given a tennis ball.

Enjoy your stay!