Summary: Kozue was brought to the conclusion that her seat-mate was the exact opposite of her when she found him screeching in the hallway about volleyball. She also came to the understanding that he wasn't a bad guy when he practically dove onto the floor when she fell down the stairs. It wasn't too embarrassing until she heard a "Nice receive!" from some classmate. [OC/Decided]

A/N: I have no excuses. I simply cannot write duties of a procrastinator without a super strong desire to re-write it all because of my terrible and plot-less writing. Therefore here I am with another Haikyuu Fic but this time with an OC attending a DIFFERENT SCHOOL than Karasuno.

As humorous as it was to her class back in middle school, she was smacked in the face with the nickname 'Socks' after slipping up in her first introduction for the year by mentioning she liked socks accidentally. Kozue was beyond embarrassed by the whole situation but her classmates only laughed and accepted her minor mistake with open arms. It wasn't too later after that that they began to call her 'Socks' in a friendly manner. They never did it in a way to tease her and it only made her feel closer with them.

Kozue had never expected the nickname to stick after her middle school graduation but it did. She had decided to attend a different high school and yet she was still getting called 'Socks'. Some of her previous classmates had decided to attend Fukurodani with her and when someone asked who she was the response would always be 'Oh, that's Socks.' or some kind of variation.

Then everyone in her high school started calling her that and she strangely found some sort of peace of mind. She wasn't what one called sociable so the fact that she had a nickname of her own gave her some type of satisfaction. It carried on for the next few years and when she was a third year her class consisted of all the students she previously had classes with in the past. Well, all but one.

It was after their first two periods of the year that he came bursting into her life with a call of her nickname from the side and an extremely focused stare in her direction. She almost flinched in surprise when she noticed that she had to tilt her head up to look at his face. He was ridiculously tall compared to her and his grey streaked hair called for all the attention in the room. His presence practically screamed 'sociably competent' with his eyes shining brightly in interest as he looked down at her.

"U-Uh, is there anything w-wrong?" Kozue always had this tendency to stutter when she first met someone. The boy was her seat-mate from what she recalled. He kind of looked like an owl.

"Why're you called Socks?" He asked a bit too enthusiastic. She blinked a couple of times at the question. No one had really questioned her nickname and just went along with it. Awkwardly, she rubbed the back of her neck in a pathetic attempt to hide her uneasiness. "I-It's something that started in middle school…" She replied as best as she could. Kozue didn't want to tell such an embarrassing story to a stranger.

In stead of simply backing off after the answer like she expected, the male took a step closer to her and instinctively stepped back. "Ah, I forgot to mention I'm Bokuto Koutarou!" He introduced loudly and sent her a sunny grin. Dumbstruck, she nodded slowly having not been prepared. Bokuto with a firm nod in her direction continued on, "Cool! Well, Socks, let's get along for the year!"

"A-Ah, r-right…"

"Then I'll see ya next class!"

And with that Bokuto disappeared into the hallways as recess began. Kozue found herself staring in disbelief at the exit before sliding back down onto her seat. It was probably the last time they would talk for the semester.

She was very wrong.

Very, very wrong about her prediction.

When she was pulling out her lunch from her bag, he started up another conversation again. Once again she wasn't ready and stuttered the moment he started chatting about what he had for lunch. Kozue had no idea why he was even talking to her. From what she had gathered they weren't all that interested in the same things. Admittedly, Kozue was the dreaded creature that her elder brother called an 'otaku'. Bokuto was probably an athlete since she remembered a voice similar to his screeching about volleyball once.

The brunette snapped out of her little trance when she heard Bokuto gasp loudly and found him looking at her homemade lunch box. His eyes were sparkling at the dish, obviously showing his lust for the food she had. "Socks, that's some bento! Did ya make it yourself?" He complimented, never taking his eyes off the meal. Pushing up her frames, Kozue glanced down at her food before slightly pushing it in his direction, seemingly catching her classmate by surprise.

"You can have some if you want…" She trailed off.

"Woah, really?!" He screeched excitedly, attracting curious looks towards them. Kozue almost hid behind her table due to the unwanted attention. Bokuto didn't seem to mind at all. Kozue forgot to mention it wasn't her that cooked it but let the thought pass.

She nodded at him and his chopsticks dove into her lunchbox, capturing a piece of the beef her mother had prepared for her. He brought it to his lips and practically cooed at the taste. "It tastes sooooooo good!" He proclaimed before pushing his bento towards her too.

"You can take some of mine too!" He offered and Kozue didn't have the power to deny him. She hesitantly brought her chopsticks to take a part of his meal as well and ate the small piece of meat. Bokuto's lunch tasted extremely good causing her to widen her eyes. When Kozue turned to look back up at him, he was grinning happily at her.

She didn't know how to properly reply to his happiness so she awkwardly smiled back.

From what she observed, Bokuto had club activities as right after their last period he dashed off and out of the classroom. Kozue sighed tiredly after he left, having not expected to have talked that much that day. She couldn't deny that she was socially inept and that just keeping conversations going was draining to her body. She packed her books into her bag quickly before heading out with a couple of simple goodbyes when she passed her other classmates.

Third years were littered around the hallway, idly chatting amongst each other before heading home. Kozue nodded her head a couple of times when students waved at her as she made her way to the stairs. It wasn't an ordinary day in her life especially since someone had voluntarily decided to talk to her in class. Maybe he thought she was boring in the end so he wouldn't talk to her anymore? Kozue wouldn't mind that if that was the case since it did happen a couple of times before.

People were usually drawn to her because of her strange nickname but after chatting with her they would get bored and casually leave her be. They weren't being mean to her or anything so it's not like something terrible had happened. She was also content with being alone so nothing was wrong about it. It was hard to talk about hobbies with others especially when they involved reading manga, watching anime, playing games and living on the internet. Majority of students at Fukurodani Academy were interested in sports and the arts; things that were beneficial to their future.

Yes, she was a nerd and not all too proud of it either.

With another depressing sigh, she made her way down the stairs in a trance and easily missed a step midway down. Her eyes widened as she found herself falling and a distressed cry left her throat. She shut her eyes ready for impact only to hear a loud screech in the hallway by a familiar sounding voice. In stead of face planting on the cold floor she had slammed into someone's hard chest, with the person's arms wrapping around her waist to steady her after her fall.

"Socks, are you okay?!"

Her eyes opened that instant after recognizing whom the voice belonged to. Kozue peered up at him, lavender eyes revealing a rather worried looking Bokuto holding her up. She glanced down at the wide arms that caged her then back up at Bokuto.

"Nice receive!"

The pair then turned to see a snickering Konoha on the side. So, despite making a complete fool out of herself, she successfully confirmed her guess of Bokuto being in the volleyball club. It was just a terrible bonus that the person who found them was Konoha.

And that was her first few moments with Bokuto Koutarou.