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Ushijima Wakatoshi- Toshi

(TW: Swearing)

Ushijima and I have been classmates since junior high. Although neither of us conversed with the other, we did know of each other's existence. More so me, as Ushijima was the face of the volleyball team for the school.

A chance encounter during high school managed to close the distance between our lives, and it was during our second year.

Now in our third year of high school, we are still happily dating. Though, we've never been thoroughly public about our relationship. I wouldn't be surprised if people didn't know either of us had a significant other. Really, only our close friends and family know of our relationship.

I didn't mind this whole time. I even chuckled to myself when there were rumors going around about Ushijima dating someone.

I thought I wouldn't mind if everyone didn't know we loved each other. Our relationship is between us, and I believed only the two of us had to know for us to be happy.

But right now, I really want to slap a bitch across the face.

I eavesdrop on two female classmates of mine, and their exchange leaves me in utter bafflement.

"Aoi-chan! I heard Ushijima-san is dating someone in our year," my classmate, Yuna, spoke in a volume that was impossible to ignore.

I smiled to myself at the comment. They wouldn't be able to figure out I'm dating the incredible Ushiwaka. It would be fun to hear how many wrong answers they guess. My interest was piqued, and my divided attention turned fully to the conversation behind me.

Aoi giggles, "Oh, I didn't tell you? It's me. I'm dating Waka-kun."

I freeze in my spot. My hand that holds a pencil hovers over the worksheet I'm completing. My smile from before remains plastered across my face. I blink.

I want to assume that was a joke, and that she would up and say "Sike!" after a few moments. I didn't have much hope. She called him "Waka-kun" after all.

"What?!" Yuna interjects, "how can you keep that sort of secret to yourself?"

I mumble to myself, "Because bitches like y'all are annoying."

"Waka-kun doesn't like PDA or bragging about our relationship. I don't think he even told his friends about me," Aoi pouts.

"Bullshit," I roll my eyes. There are times when Ushijima does PDA. It's just never at school. Her statement about bragging also couldn't be farther from the truth. Ushijima always makes sure to express how I'm his in every appropriate situation. Though they don't happen often because no one really approaches me with his solid stature following closely behind.

"That sucks," Yuna comments, "you shouldn't have to feel this way."

"I know, but what can you do? These things take time," her melancholic tone appalls me. Not only is she using a name not allowed by him, but she's degrading his image, too?

I can only cringe in disgust at her lies. They're all so wrong. I find it hard to believe how Yuna is just eating all of this up.

I contemplate standing up and slapping Aoi straight across the face but decide against it. There's a far more fitting punishment for acts pulled by people like her.

After the final school bell rings, I head to my house and prepare for Ushijima to drop by after his volleyball practice so we can study together. Living so close to the school already, my parents thought it would be unnecessary to buy a dorm room for me.

My room cleaned, I drop my textbooks onto a small table I have at the center of my room. I work on homework until Ushijima arrives, and I run to the front door.