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Atsumu's POV
I'm really wishing Y/n was here.
"Hey, dumbass. You're thinking about her again, right?" He sighed, "You're in too deep man."
"Chill out. No, I'm not..."
He stared at me, "Okay fine. Yeah, and so what?"
"So what? When was the last time you ever felt like this?" 'Samu stepped in.
"Shut the hell up. But I suppose... I suppose it's been a long time. She's gorgeous, I just—"
"Don't feel like you're enough?"
"Yeah— wait, NO! She just all of a sudden has to have so much people who want her."
"Don't tell me your feeling inferior to them..." Suna narrowed his eyes.
"..."
"Well you better stop or you'll never get her. You'll fuck everything up."
"I'll try not to. Oh whatever Suna."
"You know, we have that school event after nationals right?"
Suna nodded, "What about it?"
"Well maybe you could try and confess to her by then or during the event."
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✔︎ ❝ 𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝘼𝙍𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐? ❞, 𝘮𝘪𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘶
Romance𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 1 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙩. 𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙟𝙤𝙠𝙚. 𝙞 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙃𝙖𝙞𝙠𝙮𝙪!! 𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨...
