A/N: I'm really nervous for this chapter. Hanamiya is a hard character to write when it comes to romance related stories. Lol. He might be OOC? Just see for yourself.

Your P.O.V

My friends were once again talking about their crushes and boyfriends much to my dismay. I couldn't participate to their discussion as they talk about love related things. It makes me cringe in annoyance. Despite that, I became truly curious. I'm quite the stubborn one; I won't stop till my curiosity is satisfied. Lately, after hearing much of their conversations about relationships and stuff I started asking myself how a kiss feels or looks like. I started to imagine pictures on how a kiss looks whenever I read stories and much to my embarrassment I ended up staring somewhere and I swear people could tell I'm daydreaming. It's truly unbecoming of me. Ridiculous right? I don't like it. However, there's a different reason as to why I can't participate. Aside from me keeping up expectations of excellent grades I, (full name) is in love with Hanamiya Makoto, the so-called bad boy. Don't get me wrong I didn't like him because I find bad boys attractive. No sir.

Actually, it all started one afternoon I was on my way home when I saw him stopped in front of a kid whose balloon seemed to have been stuck up on a tree. I saw a smirk on his face before he began to walk away. I waited for him to get a bit farther before I ran up to the kid, I tiptoed just to reach the end of the string. Darn tall tree! I handed the balloon to the kid before stal- I mean following the man. I do not stalk, I was just curious. I've heard things about him especially in the field of basketball. I heard he broke a guy's knees deliberately. He seems a bit twisted It's interesting.

It all started with a little curiosity in the field of psychology. I've always wondered and have been fascinated how a person with sadistic tendencies would be like, how much different will they be compared to everyone, their expressions, demeanor and behavior. Everything.

Every chance I get I'd watch their match and their practices. I'd observe him from time to time when I see him which is kind of often since our classroom are just next to each other.

I felt a tap on my cheeks; coming back to my senses I saw that it was only just my best friend.

"You seem out of it. And here someone found your notebook…so you liked Hanamiya-san? …I saw the notes about him at the back." she asked as she hand me the notebook. I wavered in her stare because darn she was so intent in looking at me and I'm not one for staring contest.

"No. He just caught my interest and curiosity." I said.

"(f/n),I know how stubborn you and your curiosity is but this time, let it go. It'd be bad if you got too involved with him." She sighed, standing up to go back to her place since the teacher have arrived.

Afternoon

I passed by the gym to see if they are still practicing but no one was there. They must have finished earlier today. I'll just go home.

"Oi!" That voice is familiar. I stopped on my tracks reluctant if I should turn to look at him. Why would he call me anyway? Unless he knew…but what if that wasn't the case? Ah if I just ran off it would be too suspicious.

"W-what?"

"We finished early today." He said, his usual smirk present in his face. It seems that it is his version of poker face.

"Why?"

"Because I have something to do that's why I dismissed early." He said as he paced closer to me. I realized he misunderstood my question and now I seem too nosy.

"N-no! I mean why are you telling me this?" I asked.

"Eh~ Why aren't you curious about the team? Or is it just me?" Urgh he knows something… How? Why? The notebook?! Oh dear. His smirk grew wider as realization hit me.

"N-no not really. Jaa. I'm going home now." I said walking away.

Next Day

I still watched him practice despite of what happened yesterday. Doing this seemed to have become natural for me, something my day can't go without. Right after the practice I decided to go home however, few blocks away from the school some jerk decided to snatch my cellphone and of course I had no choice but to run after the thief. Admittedly, it's also my fault for texting in the middle of the road.

Turning around the corner I saw the thief and Hanamiya way ahead, he seemed to have been surprised to see me running, he then looked at the thief who's coming his way. I halt ,panting then pointed the thief but I remembered the time when he just smirked at a child's agony. He was a sadist, there's now way he would help and so I ran again. What comes next was unexpected but I was half hoping for it. Hanamiya grabbed the man by his shirt before punching him till he dropped to the ground. I ran to them grabbing my phone from Hanamiya who have long grabbed the mobile from the hands of the unconscious man.

"What are you doing woman?!"

"..rude..Thank you, I'll get going now." I bowed running away before he could even reply. That night I got home without much trouble after the incident, changing into my pajamas I flopped down the bed reading a book when my phone suddenly rang. It was from an unregistered number, I was reluctant to answer at first but what if it's important? Or someone I know?

Eventually I answered the call.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Yo, (L/N)(F/N) right?" I heard a deep yet playful voice from the other line.

"Yes? Who is this?"

"You owe me one,(L/N)."

"Is this….Hanamiya Makoto?" I asked dreading for the answer, all hope was extinguished as I heard a playful chuckle from the other line.

"How did you even get my number?!"

"From your cellphone earlier."

"What?! that was fa-" I trailed off as you remember that despite his nasty personality Hanamiya is a genius, remembering things once he have seen it. I became nervous as I remember the words of my best friend. Though I honestly think it's too late for that now…much much late as I've already gotten myself involved. Without saying anything I hang up but few minutes later I received a text from the same number.

"Saturday around 10 am go to the H amusement park. You have to come to amuse me.I'll even help you with your research about sadists. ;)

-HM"

I felt my cheeks burn what's up with that guy?! Is he asking me out? That's an odd tactic. I was about to reply when I received another message.

"You have to come because YOU OWE ME or else…

-HM"

I sighed closing my phone before I fell into a deep slumber. It's quite surprising but maybe just a little bit…I feel happy getting trapped between curiosity and the web of a spider that is Hanamiya Makoto.

A/N: How was it? I'm sorry if I made Hanamiya ooc! I have another idea for Hanamiya x reader which could be treated as a stand alone or a continuation of this chapter however I decided to have this kind of ending because I know if I pursue that idea there will be angst sht and I'd like to give angst a rest. XD

Here are the next characters in no particular order:

Kagami

(slightly pervert) Kise

Murasakibara

Embarassed Himuro Tatsuya

BTW, I'm temporarily closing the requests so it doesn't pile up.

Thank you!