I-am-no-1

19 years old “(Y/N)-chan!” (Y/N) flinched as she heard the voice of one of the people she was hiding from so that she can finally get some work done.  She has stationed herself in a secluded corner of the library to work on her project without getting found by her friends who are way too eager to start the Christmas break.  The (H/C) was able to get most of the work done until a certain annoying brunette finally found her in her hiding place.  The volleyball player slid into the seat next to her followed by his shorter friend who looked equally as annoyed with the setter as (Y/N) was. “No, Oikawa-san.” The female ans

17 years old "Good morning, (Y/N)-chan!" Kuroo greeted the (H/C) enthusiastically as soon as he spotted her figure approaching close to where he sat at the bench of the corner store where the three friends have waited for each other since primary school.  Said friend eyed the scheming volleyball player weirdly. "You seem too happy to see me today.  And since when did I become ‘(Y/N)-chan' to you?" The female asked as she waited for her friends to stand up so they can walk to school together.  Kenma stood up wordlessly, eyes never leaving his handheld console as he started walking on (Y/N)'s right side while Kuroo took the female's oth