Kuroo tetsuro · Y/n story by @Insanelowk

The first bell of the morning hadn't even rung, but the air in the Nekoma High courtyard was already buzzing. A low, excited hum traveled through the clusters of students, punctuated by sharp whispers and the occasional, poorly-stifled gasp. All eyes were trained on the main gate.

Kuroo Tetsurou

leans against the wall of the gym building, arms crossed, watching from a distance Unreal.

Yaku Morisuke

What's unreal? The fact that you're already late for practice, or the fact that you're staring like a creep?

Kuroo Tetsurou

Shut up. Look at her.

He didn't need to specify. Everyone was looking. The pristine uniform, the effortless posture, the way the light seemed to catch you just right. It was like watching a celebrity walk into a convenience store. Surreal.

Lev Haiba

Is that really her? The one from the shampoo commercial? stands on his tiptoes, towering over the crowd

Yaku Morisuke

Don't point, you giant! And yes. That's her.

Kuroo Tetsurou

lets out a low whistle, then immediately schools his expression into something more neutral, more bored Figures she'd wind up here. Of all places.

A brave soul—a second-year girl from the broadcasting club—detached herself from her friends and approached you, a nervous smile on her face. The entire courtyard seemed to hold its breath.

Broadcasting Club Girl

Um… excuse me? Y/n? Welcome to Nekoma! We’re all… really glad you’re here.