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ft. tsukishima, bokuto, shirabu, oikawa, akaashi, kenma, kageyama, kuroo, semi, and suna.

tsukishima kei — that one student who stays quiet most of time; mic turned off no doubt. everyone is slightly intimidated of him because he always shows a poker face and rarely socializes. he only talks whenever he has a question or if his name is being called. serious about his grades and is no doubt, a student who gets high grades all the time.

bokuto koutarou — that one student who tries to stuff his mouth with food discreetly whenever the teacher isn't looking. the type to look like he doesn't know what's happening during lessons, which ends up with the teacher calling his name and asking him a certain questions – this either goes two ways: 1. he really doesn't know what's happening and ends up saying that he wasn't paying attention or 2. he does know (he just looks like he's clueless most of the time) and ends up answering the right answer.

shirabu kenjiro — that one student everyone dm's, asking for answers because he's really smart. ends up replying a cold "no". probably has a best friend which he messages during little breaks; in which they talk shit about people in their class like "(...) is so dumb, i don't get how they managed to get the answer wrong when the question is literally easy." probably teacher's favorite student.

oikawa tooru — that one student who ends up chatting the teacher up so that classes wouldn't happen (don't mind, he probably hates this task). the type to compliment the teacher to get on their good side (even though he doesn't really mean it). teacher's second favorite student. he's somehow good at debates. that one student who always shows up looking good during his classes. also very smart. has one person in his class that he loves to fuck with.

akaashi keiji — that one student who shows up always wearing hoodies and sweaters. sometimes he looks sleep deprived, sometimes he doesn't. probably has a mug of coffee or tea with him to keep him sane. diligent at taking notes; he has them organized even though handwriting is kinda messy. he either passes his files way too early or on the last minute before deadline, there is no in between.

kozume kenma — that one student who looks like he doesn't want to be there. stays up late so much it's getting kinda unhealthy. another one who keeps his mic turned off because he prefers to listen rather than join in conversations. he once called this one annoying person out in his online class and ever since then, people knew to not fuck with him because he's kinda scary.

kageyama tobio — that one student who looks clueless and IS clueless. always forgets his mic is turned on and ends up muttering incoherent words to himself; he's either too loud or too quiet. another one who seems intimidating because he appears to look like he's glaring at the screen even though he's just squinting his eyes because the texts that's appearing on screen is way too small for him.

kuroo tetsurou — that one student who unintentionally ends up provoking another student because he called them out (he didn't mean to tho?) and now he's in bad blood with them. probably looks bored on other subjects and is only looking enthusiastic during his favorite ones. has a best friend who he talks to a lot (hint: it's bokuto) which results in them being scolded a couple of times and being told to turn their mics off. one of the smartest students in his class. two or three people in his online classes has a crush on him.

semi eita — that one student who's motto is "i'm just here to make sure my grades are ok" (he's somewhat average when it comes to grades). he doesn't really like to stress himself because he's already stressed due to his annoying friends. has a lovely voice which results to his teacher always making him volunteer to sing a song for them; he politely declines because honestly, he's still too shy about this.

suna rintarou — that one student who has his mic and camera turned off. don't get him wrong though, he is still listening. he just doesn't want to show his face nor talk because he's still processing everything (probably stays up late too). grades are above average. he loves to take stolen photos of his friends during classes discreetly – then uses it for blackmail if they don't help him with a certain question he finds difficult.

❛  o c e a n   e y e s  ❜  — a. keiji

s y n o p s i s : to create a masterpiece requires talent, and a breathtaking subject.

movement set still.

he resembles a piece of renaissance architecture. edges defined and curves smooth to the touch, his complexion seemed as if perfected over years. flushed skin — perhaps carved by ivory ? his hair seems almost realistic, curled locks framing his forehead. thin slits narrow — you can’t fathom the hidden message behind the haze of grey.

they resembled the ocean, endless in sight and crashing against each other — solemn conflict masked by beauty indescribable. curiosity drew you to solve whatever unsettled his valuable peace, yet were you welcome in his solitary sea ? the answer was found in the endless possibilities — resembling the waves. some crashing with high tides, the push and pull frightening your core. others subtle and low, melding in each other to put itself at ease. you’d ponder what the creator had meant with his creation.

perhaps to complete you.

if all meant so, then the creator had you in debt — for you’d bend down to kiss their hands for the given reward. bestowed upon you and before your eyes, his beauty in its natural state — incomprehensible. of the thousands of words humankind had cultured over the ages, not one could solely describe his presence in the room. not one word suited his name at your tongue.

akaashi keiji was a man of beauty gifted from the gods. the gods gifted him to you.

on the hard stone above the sand he was. his being deserved a chair of gold — a throne suitable for his royal appearance, carved with intricate designs and decorated with priceless embellishments. yet despite the image of rich luxury, his figure seemed unsettled — as if he wasn’t to belong there. no, he didn’t. in truth, his beauty did not lie in the countless accessories adorning him. it was in his natural state.

and so, similar to the renaissance painting you’d studied, he sat with his neck high, collarbones protruding ever so more as they stood out against his pale skin. his arms were tense from the pressure of staying still, yet they seemed as relaxed as ever. the cold wind sent shivers through your body, yet neither of you flinched. his dedication to your motivation made the both of you perfect. he was the subject — the beauty found under the skies and in front of the oceans. you were the artist.

as the artist you drew, you endlessly drew your brush against the canvas, each stroke completing the other. monotone colors blended in to create shades resembling the atmosphere around, each tone cold and grey. whether you’d been mesmerized by his eyes was a question you were unwilling to answer, as it’s mysterious beauty had you focusing everything in them. the ocean that crashed behind him was no longer the background of your painting — it became the image in his eyes.

“ are you done ? “ he questions, lashes fluttering to readjust their gaze on you. perhaps he was alarmed from the sudden silence on your behalf, hands left motionless from  their artistic motive. a curve in your lips only confused him more, his eyes narrowing at your figure. what had mesmerized you in such a trance, leaving you speechless ? he wondered over your state.

why was the admired holding a look of admiration.

oblivious to his thoughts and the feelings he’d hold, you were the most beautiful woman he’d met. perhaps if you’d know of his claim, then there’d be a clash, as your eyes only held him above the rest.

“ keiji you’re beautiful. “

that’s why it confuses him — it makes him ponder over your admiration for whatever has caught your eye, for you had been the one he’d admire despite the beg of his eyes to blink.

TEAM • JAPAN