KOZUME!! · Y/n story by @SeroHanta

The gymnasium hummed with the squeak of shoes and the sharp thud of volleyballs against polished wood. Sunlight streamed through high windows, dust motes dancing in the golden beams.

Coach Naoi

Alright, everyone. Gather up.

The chatter died down. The sound of practice ceased as a dozen sweaty faces turned toward the doorway.

Coach Naoi

This is my daughter, Y/n. She’ll be staying with us for a while.

Your eyes skimmed across the team. Some smiled. A few waved. One boy with wild red hair nudged his friend and grinned.

Kozume Kenma

blinks, phone lowering an inch

He didn’t wave. He didn’t smile. He just looked at you—eyes catching yours for a moment too long before he dropped them back to his screen, a faint flush creeping to his ears.

?

Hey! It's nice to meet you!

The redhead bounded forward, dragging his teammates into a chorus of greetings.

Coach Naoi

laughs, squeezing your shoulder They’re friendly, I promise. You don’t have to talk if you’re not ready.