tsukishima kei x oc (TOUGH LUCK)

CHAPTER 1

YOUR POV

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'tap tap tap tap' my shoes run along the pavement as my sweat rolls down my forehead. i, oka chui a transfer student from canada am going to be late for my first day of high school at karasuno high. i wipe my forehead with the back of my palm running up the hill leading to my new school. as i fianally see the school i feel a giant weight lift off my shoulders. 'thank gods' i think to myself. as i run into the school i realize most kids are still in the hallway, i sigh. i look down at the sticky note i had just pulled out of my skirt pocket telling me my assigned locker. '303' the page read. i looked around for a minute or so and finally found it. i quickly grab my binders out of my bag then proceed to shove my backpack into my locker. i quickly lock my locker and turn around to see people looking at me. all i hear are jumbles of whispers consisting of "shes a foreigner" or "she looks odd is she a foreigner?" i shake my head and ressure myself that they arent judging they just dont see many people who look like me around.

TSUKISHIMA POV

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as i grab my binders out of my locker i look down at yamaguchi who was poking my back. "what?" i question. "look theres a foreigner!' he exclaimed, pointing at a girl who looked a bit odd. "yeah what about it?" i ask monotonously, yamaguchi looks up at me with a pouty face. "shes cute!" he squeals "do you think she speaks japanese?" i look at him then the girl. 'i guess she was a bit cute' i widen my eyes. what am i thinking?! im here for volleyball and yamaguchi, thats it. the girl who i found myself staring at shakes her head then walks away. i look around. everyone was staring. that must've sucked. "youre staring" yamaguchi states pulling me out of my trance. "tch as if" i respond closing my locker. "whatever you say" he responds teasingly "meet you here at lunch?" he questions. i nod my head as i turn around and head towards my classroom. there were only a couple people in the classroom at the moment. i look around only to see a chalkboard with a seating plan, i look for my name and then back at the classroom to confirm my desk. i walk over to my desk only to see the foreigner girl yamaguchi was blabbling about earlier. she looks up and smiles at me, a nice genuine looking smile that looked contagious. i felt a great need to smile back but i just nodded and sat down beside her placing my binders inside my desk. "hi nice to meet you my name is oka chui" she excalims. i look over then down at her only to see her infectious smile again. "same goes for you, my names kei tsukishima" i state. she speaks japanese, i guess that answers yamaguchis question. "did you just transfer here?" i question. i dont know but i wanted to be friends with her, she seemed like a genuinely good person even like yamaguchi. i would never say it out loud but im so lucky that boy has but up with my bullshit for this long.

YOUR POV

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wow he didnt look that friendly but i decided to shoot my shoot anyways, and it actaully worked. "yeah i just moved here from canada a month ago" i say answering his question. "and you already know japanese?" he asks curiously. oh yeah, that must seem pretty weird for me to be speaking fluent japanese even though i just moved here. " well i was born in japan but i moved to canada when i was five because my mom wanted to go back to her home country" i explain. "oh well.. that explains that" he says "i was pretty confused a first" he lets out a single chuckle. "anyways" i say trying to start a new topic "what are some of your hobbies?" he looks at me then up at the ceiling thinking. "i play volleyball with my friend" he states. my eyes widened. he likes volleyball too?? what a score. " i love volleyball!" i excalim clenching my fists. i raise my hands to my chin, his eys follow my hands only for his them focus on my left wrist. more specificly my large burn ranging from my wrist ot my elbow. "what position do you play?" i question cheerfully praying that he doesnt ask about it. his eyes jolt up to my eyes. "i-im a middle blocker" he responds "do you play?" he asks, i sigh. "i used to until i got hurt now i cant im hoping to become a manager of one of the team here" i explain. he looks at my wirst once again then back into my eyes. "what positon were you?" he asks looking intersted, "i was the libero" i respond, i smile just thinking about all the fun times i had playing volleyball in middle school.

TSUKISHIMA POV

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though i could tell she was upset she was still shining a smile bu that isnt what bothered me. the smile was real, i could tell. how was this girl smiling a real smile after she lost the ability to do something that made her so damn happy. "do you have any friends here?" i ask, she obviously was worried about something when i looked at her burn. im assuminh its the fact she didnt want me to ask about it so here i am wondering what the fuck happened to her arm but im too scared that im going to hurt her feeling i cant ask. what the fuck is happening to me? "ah.. no i dont but.." she trails off then looks up at me with a mischevious smile. " if WE are friends i guess i have one" she smiles up at me. i chuckle "sure" i answer "you should be the manager of the boys team.." shit, shes gonna think im weird for asking someone i just met to do something for me. "you know so you wont be alone" she smiles "that sounds awesome!" she excalims "you wanna ea-" i get cut off by the teacher finally entering the class. i turn my attention to the teacher assuming she would do the same even though i still really wanted to talk with her. not even 1 minute after the teacher started talking i feel three taps on my arm, i look down only to see chui looking up at me handing me a ripped piece of lined paper. she passes it to me, i open it confused. did she really want to talk to me this much too? i open the folded paper only to read 'what were you going to say before mr.toupee walked in?' i chuckled at her joke looking up at the teachers obvious fake hair. i get a pencil out of my pack and write 'did you want to come to lunch with my friend yamaguchi and i?' i quickly tap her shoulder to notify her i was done. she looks over at me and discreatly grabs the paper. i watch as she opens it reads it then shoves it into her pencil case. she looks up at me smiles and gives me a simple thumbs up.

AUTHORS NOTE

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1240 words not including the authors note

i really hope this story reaches some people because i worked pretty heard on it.. anyways thanks for reading and ill update as much as i can. 🌝🔫