#chai-blu!

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"Ahh I think that works for me!" I grin. "Oh but also I don't want to take up your weekends though!" I say thinking. Yea in case he has any other plans i wouldn't want to take up that time with me...

"But would you wanna walk home together after we practice together? If we go the same way?" I ask with a small smile

(Do you think they could be neighbors coincidentally?)

Osamu put a small smile on his face as he hears that would work for her.

"Don't worry about it, there isn't much to do on weekends anyways."

"Sure, 'a don't mind." Osamu had a soft smile on his face, something he rarely ever showed, especially since his brother was around way too often.

"Which way do you live?"

(( sure! That'd work out! And sorry for taking so long, school's almost ending and teachers are not calming down >~<

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"Ah thanks" I laugh messing with a loose piece of paper. I smile at the thought of getting better at playing volleyball and having Osamu helping.

"Ohh yes please! That would be great!!!!" I jump up and down with excitement. "uhhh, when would you want to practice??" I smile nervously.

"It's nothin' much," he replied. There was no going back, and it didn't seem like he was going to regret it either...

"Practice ends at about 8, I probably have a bit o' time after if yer alright with that." That was pretty late too, and Atsumu would definitely tease him for it. "Or maybe weekends, I'm free those days too, if yer not busy."

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My eyes widen "You play volleyball?! I've always wanted to play!!!! I did int middle school but I feel like I wasn't that good" I say with a smile remembering to old team. That was the best. I look back up at Osamu. "Thank you for helping me with my papers" I smile

Osamu smiled, amused at the surprise. It wasn't every day that this happened; really, it was quite rare to see someone around town that didn't know he was a volleyball player, a very good one at that. He gave out a little laugh, "It's okay, it's all just practice. You'll get better after a while."

"Was no problem," he replied with a small smile on his face. "If ya want, I can teach you a little if yer interested..."

Osamu didn't know what he was doing, but well, he was just going with it.

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¨Nice to meet you Miya!" I smile holding out my hand. ¨Im Nat, my friends call me Chai!" I smile. ¨But I actually don´t have very many friends, I just moved here last week¨ I explain.

As she held out her hand, Osamu took took it, nodding with the introduction. Her smile's kinda cute- no, no, cut it out 'samu, ya just met her, calm down.

Ah, so she's new here. "Oh, then welcome. If ya need any help, ya can find me in the volleyball gym."

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I smile softly. ¨Ah this seems a little weird, but what´s your name?¨ I ask fiddling with my papers. He´s so cute, And kind! I try pushing the thoughts out of my head, focusing on the moment.

"My name's Miya Osamu," he replied, kind of surprised there was someone in this school who didn't know who he was. Huh, is she new here? Strange, someone not knowin' my name 'round here...

"What's yours?" he asked, curious to know who she was.

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"No no your ok, oh thank you!" I smile, bending down, picking up some papers. I make sure I have some of them secure in my folder. I stand up smiling at you. "Thank you for helping with the papers, we really need to watch where were going" I laugh. I finally get a good look at your face. A small blush appears on my face.

As Osamu picked up the papers, his mind started racing. She's kinda cute... maybe a littl' clumsy from what I've seen but still kinda cute... maybe she likes onigiri? Well, who doesn't- A small blush appeared on his face, and he brought his mind back to normal.

"No problem," he replied. As he got up from getting the papers, he didn't notice the blush forming on his cheeks either.

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I walk towards my class, I´m checking all my books not looking where im going. I accidentally bump into someone, dropping some papers. ¨Oh shoot! Im so sorry!¨

I don't think there's leftover rice at home... I think I'll have to cook some more... Osamu thought as he walked in the hallways, waiting for the time he'd get home to eat. It wasn't near the time he'd get home, yet he was already thinking about food; perhaps that was just an Osamu thing. He had gotten a recipe from a nice old lady who had recently moved in, and he was excited to try it out.

A couple of minutes before class started, he stopped paying attention. Perhaps it was the thoughts of the food or the dread of going to another boring class, or maybe a mixture of both, most likely.

"It's fine, I wasn't lookin' where I was goin'," he apologized. "Let me pick some up for ya."