"WATCH OUT!!” Gold eyes widened with alarm as they took notice of an errant volleyball, thrown off trajectory by a misplaced blow arc in the direction of the female assistant manager. Throwing caution to the wind, Bokuto relied on his instincts, making a beeline for Yachi in an attempt to drag her out of the way.

     while tsukishima is looking in the direction of yachi, he’s not looking at her. giving compliments isn’t exactly the blond’s strong point, and it likely never will be. however, of all of the first years -- aside from yamaguchi, of course -- she’s the one he finds least bothersome. 

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      「 Ano...have you seen a cat? Fluffy calico. She’s late for dinner... 」

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Well as long as you don’t mind AND PSSHHH YOU AIN’T MY MOM, I CAN GO TO SLEEP WHENEVER I WANT *Falls flat on face because tired*

                           “ h -- hey, you shouldn’t be out so late, girlie! “ a pinch of the girls cheek and ivy would ask, “ what are you doing out here alone? “