OSAMU
"I've never thought of this seriously until now,"
Watching her with a scrunched but serious face as her glasses sit on the bridge of her nose as she carefully studies the task sheet given to us to be passed the next day is really entertaining.
"You look like you need to take a shit," Suna mumbles beside (Y/N) which she turns to him with a side glare.
"Well, you look like one," (Y/N) replies with a loud chuckle, earning a disgusted look from Suna.
"Oh, so you think you're funny now?" Suna retorts as she continuously laughs.
"Yeah, I think so. Wait, scratch that. I know, I am," (Y/N) replies cockily with a smirk, Suna turning his eyes towards him with a look of disbelief.
"Osamu, did you feed this girl something?" Suna asks me as she points at (Y/N) who is currently with a smirk plastered on her lips.
"I did feed her an onigiri,"
"But, she's annoying as hell, today," He complains.
"Hey! I'm not that annoying!" She says with a pout, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
cute.
"Obviously, you are,"
"I'm not!"
And the banter continues. As corny as it sounds, I always find her presence comforting, really opposite from her lively antics every day. Until now, I am still in an awe of how I became close with her since I didn't really expect anything especially she converses with Atsumu more,
"Hey, I didn't know you're playing volleyball," She greets me with the usual smile on her lips as she approaches me on my seat.
"Yeah, I do," I answer in my usual monotone voice. Expectedly, people would talk lesser to me because of the tone of my voice and may come out rude. "I'm a wing spiker," I added.
"That is so cool!" You exclaim, your eyes almost sparkling from amusement.
"Really?" I reply in surprise as I take out my bento.
"Ooh, Did you make those?" You ask energetically, your eyes definitely sparkling.
"I did. Do you want one?" I offer, unsure of what else to say as I never really converse with girls a lot compared to my twin.
"I can have one?" She exclaims as I hand her one which she gladly took.
I honestly expected that time was the first and last time I get to converse with a girl. A girl who left me with multiple questions running to my mind,
Why is that every interaction with you was filled with admiration for me?
Why do I suddenly feel sure beside you that I won't be a shadow?
Why did I feel a massive amount of confidence in having you by my side?
As days passed, I got used to her presence regardless of when I'm not in the mood every morning. But, there you are, excitedly greeting me and started to chat with me and clueless on how you make my mood lighter.
"Samu, I'm your favorite, right?! I'm your bestest friend!" You exclaim, stopping my train of thoughts.
I glance at her with a smile, "Of course," I answer. You'll always be my favorite.
"Osamu just compromised with you since you whine like a baby," Suna comments as (Y/N) lets out a gasp dramatically. Suna probably knows my little crush on (Y/N) as he secretly glanced at me with a sly smirk as I answered a straight yes from her question.
"I do not!" She retorts, "You know what I shouldn't have invited you in the first place!" She added as she puffs her cheeks out in frustration and takes a seat beside me as she rests her forehead on my shoulder.
I let out a small chuckle glancing at her before continuing to write as a small smile plastered on my lips.
"Samu, I'm officially unfriending Suna Rintaro,"
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