sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪғᴇ 𝑎.𝑚𝑖𝑦𝑎

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you waited to meet the boy you made plans with, you would think he would be on time. he was running ten minutes late, he had the audacity to be late when this was all his fault to begin with. you saw him run into the park in sweat, panting, and holding his stomach. as soon as he got in front of you he bent down and held onto his knees.

" soh..sorry i'm late i just..... WHEW " he said out of breath

you waited for his explanation, expecting it to be a good one. boy were you severally disappointed. " i slept in "

that was his reason for being late, you would think he would've worded it differently like ' my alarm didn't go off ' or ' i had an early morning errand ' but no, his excuse was ' i slept in '. you laughed at his mediocrity, unbelievable. you stood up in front of the boy and looked at him with a clenched jaw and raised eyebrows.

" wow... just wow. this has to be some sort of joke right ? you had the entire time here to think of an explanation and thats the best you come up with !? "

" ....i thought it was pretty decent "

you laughed sarcastically and picked up your things to leave. he grabbed your arm with a 'damn it' sort of expression. " look i'm sorry, can you please allow me to help you study " he asked with begging eyes. you could tell he was genuinely willing to help, so you allowed it.

you sat back down and opened your book back up, the male soon followed and also sat down. he hovered over you to see what subject you were learning, and to his luck, it was his worst subject. history.

he groaned and slid off of the bench in annoyance. you saw him being overdramatic but you didn't know what for. " whats wrong you suck at history something ? " and with his response, you weren't the least surprised. " can i like help you with math or something " he begged with teary eyes. you would think he would suck at math and be good at history but that was pretty stereotypical

you already forced him to come out here, and you didn't want to be a hassle. you pulled out your algebra book. he got back on his feet with a smile and did a little happy dance, he looked somewhat adorable. you smiled a little at the sight. he helped you go over a few problems, he was actually really good in this subject.

6 = 2(y + 2)

the questions were relatively easy, you solved them without a problem. you had already studied math and was always good at the subject, but seeing him get all excited like a little puppy made you not want to ruin it.

" hey now that i think about it, we haven't introduced ourselves yet i'm- "

" i know who you are, miya atsumu " you cut him off

" then- how come yesterday you- "

" did i hurt your ego or something, i'm terribly sorry " you said sarcastically

" so you know who i am, but i don't know who you are... "

you turned to look at him, hurt. " i go to your school dumbass. we have chemistry together "

" oh that we sure do " was his attempt at flirting as you stretched out his arms and put one resting on your shoulder

you snickered, it was terrible. you took his arm off of you and dropped it on his legs. atsumu just smirked and went back to helping you. he got extremely close, you could feel his warm breath on your ears. you got goosebumps and the hair on your neck stood up. you turned to ask him to scoot back a little but was met by his extremely close face.