"-san... (y/n)-san."

With a groan, (y/n) reluctantly opened her eyes, feeling a slight disorientation as she adjusted to the waking world. The blurriness gradually subsided, revealing Kenma's figure standing before her with his usual aloof expression.

"It's time for dinner," Kenma informed her, his voice tinged with a hint of amusement at her groggy state.

(Y/n) yawned and rubbed her eyes, feeling the lingering effects of her nap. "Thanks, Kenma," she mumbled, her voice still laced with drowsiness.

As she stretched and sat up, a newfound energy surged through her body. The short rest had invigorated her, leaving her feeling refreshed and ready to take on the evening ahead. Kenta, who had also awakened from his slumber, darted out of the room, his tail wagging in excitement. (Y/n) couldn't help but smile at his enthusiasm.

Seizing the opportunity, she reached out and grabbed Kenma's hand, her touch surprising him momentarily. Sensing his discomfort, she quickly reassured him with a warm smile and a gentle squeeze.

"Come on, Kenma. Let's head to dinner together," she suggested, her voice filled with genuine enthusiasm.

Kenma's gaze shifted away, seemingly uncomfortable with the closeness. However, much to (y/n)'s delight, he surprised her by handing over a video game.

"Here," he mumbled, averting his eyes. "I can control this side, and you control that side. Let's work on it together."

(Y/n)'s eyes lit up with excitement as she eagerly accepted the game. It was a small yet significant gesture from the usually reserved Kenma, and she appreciated his willingness to engage in an activity together.

They walked side by side, the evening air carrying a refreshing crispness that invigorated their senses. As they strolled along, (y/n) couldn't help but steal glances at Kenma, noticing the faintest hints of excitement playing on his usually calm features. It was a rare sight, one that made her heart flutter with delight.

With the video game in hand, they found a cozy spot where they could sit and play. As they dove into the virtual world, their fingers worked in harmony, strategizing and overcoming challenges together. The intense focus on the game blended with their shared laughter, forging a unique bond between them.

In between their gaming session, their conversation blossomed, allowing them to delve into their shared interests, favorite games, and even their aspirations. The once awkward silence transformed into a comfortable camaraderie, strengthened by their shared moments of triumph and defeat.

Time seemed to slip away unnoticed as they immersed themselves in the game, their laughter echoing in the evening air. It was a simple yet profound connection, a testament to the power of shared experiences and the genuine connections that could form in unexpected places.

Eventually, hunger gnawed at their stomachs, reminding them of the approaching dinner. Reluctantly, they saved their progress and carefully packed up the game. As they stood up, (y/n) couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards Kenma. He had opened up a part of himself that few were privy to, and she cherished the bond they had formed through their mutual love for gaming.

"Thank you, Kenma," she said sincerely, looking into his eyes. "That was really fun. I appreciate you sharing this with me."

Kenma's cheeks tinted with a subtle blush, and he nodded in response, his typically stoic expression softening. With a newfound warmth in their hearts, they walked together towards the inviting aromas of dinner, knowing that their newfound friendship had the potential to bring even more delightful moments in the future.

...

Once Kenma and (y/n) entered the bustling cafeteria, the boisterous voices of Yamamoto and Inuoka filled the air. They had spotted (y/n) and waved her over, their excitement palpable. Kenma bid his farewell and headed off to join Kuroo at their usual table.

As (y/n) approached the energetic duo, Kenta leaped forward, showering Inuoka with enthusiastic kisses, eliciting delighted laughter from the first-year. (Y/n) couldn't help but find the sight endearing.

"You really are like his dad, Inuoka," (y/n) remarked with a playful smile. "I might have to visit more often so he doesn't get upset when you're gone. Or maybe you'll just have to come visit us."

The suggestion caught Inuoka off guard, his face turning a shade of red that rivaled Hinata's hair. He stammered incoherently, on the verge of fainting from the unexpected comment. As (y/n) slid into the seat between the two energetic teammates, she exchanged scary faces with Yamamoto before bursting into laughter together.

"You look much better now, (y/n)-san," Yamamoto chimed in, his words stumbling over each other in his eagerness. "N-not that you don't always look good! B-but you were tired earlier... A-and, umm... well..."

(Y/n) smiled warmly up at him, appreciating his genuine concern. "Thank you, Yamamoto-senpai. That's really sweet of you to say."

In a playful display of affection, (y/n) pulled Yamamoto into a tight hug, causing him to momentarily lose his composure with a surprised "Gehah!", much like Nishinoya and Tanaka would do. The lighthearted moment continued as Inuoka pouted, protesting that as Kenta's father, he deserved a hug as well.

Rolling her eyes with a fond smile, (y/n) extended her embrace, enveloping Inuoka in the warm hug. The trio shared a lighthearted moment, basking in the camaraderie they had developed over time.

Meanwhile, Kuroo observed the scene with a slight pout, dismayed by the display of affection. Bokuto, never one to miss an opportunity for mischief, couldn't resist teasing the other captain.

"Hey, hey, hey, can't you tell them to stop, Kuroo?" Bokuto exclaimed, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "You're their captain!"

Kuroo smirked, feigning helplessness. "Sadly, no. I guess I'll just have to make sure I get some quality time with Kitten later. Say, Bokuto, why don't you and I practice together? We can help Lev with his receives. After all, Kitten loves to assist in receives."

Bokuto's face lit up with excitement. "Kuroo, my friend, that's purrfect!"

Kuroo chuckled, delighted by Bokuto's response. "That cat-pun was owltastic, man."

Bokuto beamed with pride. "I know. I'm a master of puns, after all!"

The banter between the two captains continued, their playful exchange serving as a testament to their deep friendship and shared sense of humor.

...

As (y/n) continued her leisurely evening stroll, a gentle breeze caressed her cheeks, carrying with it a sense of tranquility. Kenta was off with Inuoka, leaving her with a rare moment of solitude to review the notes she had collected earlier. Lost in her thoughts and engrossed in her studies, the rhythmic squeaking of shoes on the gym floor interrupted her concentration.

Curiosity piqued, (y/n) peeked her head into the gymnasium, where she spotted Bokuto and Kuroo engaged in a practice session with Lev, while Akaashi stood nearby, appearing somewhat disinterested. However, upon closer inspection, Lev's exhausted form caught (y/n)'s attention, causing worry to wash over her.

"What did you two do to him?!" (y/n) exclaimed in concern as she approached the lanky teen. "He's not moving!"

Lev's tired eyes shifted towards (y/n), but the moment he caught sight of her, a spark ignited within him, dispelling the fatigue. His face lit up with enthusiasm as he eagerly addressed her.

"(Y/n)-san!" Lev called out with genuine excitement. "Did you come to watch me practice? Captain is making me work on my receives, and he's being really strict about it!"

"I'm strict because you suck," Kuroo retorted with a smirk, his teasing tone echoing through the gym. "Besides, wait until you work with Yaku. He'll make your life hell."

(Y/n) couldn't help but chuckle at the playful banter between the two. Bokuto stood beside her, whining about his desire to spike.

"Kuroo-senpai, I can work with Lev on his receives," (y/n) suggested, drawing attention to her expertise as a libero. "After all, it sounds like Bokuto-senpai wants you to join him and Akaashi-senpai."

"Sure thing, Kitten," Kuroo purred, leaning in close with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "But only if you let me walk you back to your room afterwards."

Playfully huffing at his remark, (y/n) agreed, watching as Kuroo and Bokuto made their way toward Akaashi to work on their own drills. With a smile, (y/n) turned her attention back to Lev, extending a helping hand to pull him up and guiding him to a more secluded area of the gym where they could focus on their practice.

For the next hour, (y/n) diligently worked with Lev, offering guidance and correcting his form. With each repetition, Lev's technique improved, a testament to his determination and (y/n)'s patient guidance.

"Well done, Lev!" (y/n) praised him, a genuine smile gracing her lips. "You've made significant progress, and that's what matters. You still have a long way to go, but I have no doubt that you'll get there."

"Thanks, (y/n)-san!" Lev gratefully replied, his voice filled with appreciation. "You're the best!"

Before (y/n) could fully register his gratitude, Lev unexpectedly lifted her off her feet, twirling her in his arms before setting her down gently. The sensation of being airborne was exhilarating, and as her feet touched the ground, she couldn't help but notice Lev's piercing gaze fixed upon her.

Looking up at the tall first-year, (y/n) noticed a faint blush coloring his cheeks. Feeling mischievous, she decided to playfully imitate Kuroo's teasing antics.

"Lev, your face is turning pink," (y/n) remarked, feigning surprise. "Could it be that you're falling for my charming personality already? Oh my, who would have thought my mad skills would lead to this."

Stuttering and flustered, Lev struggled to find words to respond to her playful remark. Her laughter broke the tension, and (y/n) pulled him into a friendly hug, dispelling any lingering embarrassment.

"Relax, I'm just teasing you," (y/n) reassured him, her voice warm and gentle. "I'm sure the blush is from working so hard. I'm probably blushing too."

"R-right! Well, Captain is calling for you," Lev mentioned, a hint of disappointment in his voice as he referred to Kuroo. "But I'll see you tomorrow, right? I'll come to get you from your room, and we can walk to breakfast together!"

Nodding in agreement, (y/n) bid farewell to Lev and made her way to join Kuroo.

...

"So, did you miss me, Kitten?" Kuroo playfully questioned as they strolled together.

"I already told you I missed you guys," (y/n) deadpanned, feigning indifference.

"Yeah, but I mean, you missed me the most, right?" Kuroo persisted, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "After all, last time you were here, we practically kissed."

A gasp escaped (y/n) as she froze, sputtering in denial, while Kuroo couldn't help but snicker at her reaction.

"That's not true!" she protested. "You got all up in my personal space and then teased me!"

"Oh, come on now," Kuroo chuckled, ruffling her (h/c) locks playfully as they walked. "Don't deny it. I know you missed me. And if you want, I could give you a kiss right meow."

"Did you just casually insert a cat pun?" (y/n) deadpanned, unable to contain her amusement.

"Maybe," Kuroo replied, his smirk widening.

"I can't even be annoyed because that was so well-planned," (y/n) admitted, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

As they continued their playful banter, Kuroo consistently managed to keep the upper hand, much to (y/n)'s amusement. Arriving at her room, (y/n) turned to face the taller third-year, a soft smile gracing her features.

"Thanks for walking me, Kuroo-senpai," (y/n) expressed her gratitude. "You always manage to make me laugh, even if you do tease me relentlessly."

"Oh, anytime, Kitten," Kuroo responded, his tone affectionate. Just as (y/n) turned away, Kuroo's hand found its way to her wrist, causing her to face him once more. Leaning in close, his warm breath tickled her ear as he whispered, "Sweet dreams, Kitten."

With that, he pulled away, his smirk intact, and lightly pushed a blushing (y/n) into her bedroom.

'What in the world is happening today? I keep blushing at everything these guys do,' (y/n) pondered, her mind filled with a mix of confusion and amusement as she settled into her room, relishing in the lively encounters and playful interactions she had experienced throughout the day.