The days passed by slowly. And after a while, Suna and Y/n became strangers again.
Neither of them cared to converse with one another.
But, from time to time, they would both sneak glances at each other. And often times, they would both lock eyes.
Frustrating right?
As school promptly finished, Y/n was walking towards her bus stop. She passed by the gym and saw what looked like a girl confessing to one of the volleyball players.
'Oh he plays volleyball huh' She thought to herself, as she saw Rinto get confessed to. Y/n scolded herself for butting into people's business, but then again this random girl was confessing out in the open. Granted, there was no one else around other than the pair and Y/n. 'Eh who cares' she told herself.
The confessing girl reached out and tried to cling to Suna after he had just rejected her. The girl managed to brush his chest and a deep hue of red appeared on Suna's face.
"Please don't touch me" Suna stuttered at the girl as he hid his face with his arm.
And the cliche girl ran away crying, good riddance.
Shaking off the uneasiness he felt, Suna picked up his volleyball from the floor and turned to go back in the gym.
Meanwhile...
'Ironic' Y/n thought to herself. 'Who would have thought he's capable of making cute faces'
'Weird'
Y/n turned around and headed back to the bus stop.
Suna caught a glimpse of her back as he was making his way back to the gym. 'So annoying' was what he immediately thought. In all honesty, he was pretty paranoid that she had seen what just happened. But then again, they never talked so would there really be any harm in her knowing his lame side?
'Eh can't be too bothered by it'
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