The Art of Bad Choices | Haikyuu College (EDITING)

Prove me wrong

"I'm disappointed. In both of ya." Atsumu shook his head dramatically.

Y/N and Oikawa were sitting at the table in front of him, both their heads hanging low. They felt like children being scolded by their parent, even though the blonde was the one to act like a child most of a time.

"You could at least go somewhere else. Now I'm jealous." He continued, making Y/N look at him with eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"Jealous?" She asked slowly, pushing the disbelief into her words.

Oikawa looked at Atsumu too, only cocking his thin brow up as a sign of surprise. It soon passed, replaced by a light smirk when he remembered who he was talking to. Of course Atsumu wouldn't be mad for them for doing anything in public, rather focusing on the lack of attention on himself.

"Yeah, jealous. I always wanted to have sex in a library! It's, like, the best place ever!" He exclaimed, but quickly looked around. After he made sure that no one was in the room besides them, he looked back at the two sitting on chairs. "But I'm more jealous about ya. Oikawa, really?" He pointed at the brunette, making him frown. "I thought we've had something special."

Y/N looked at him, even more confused. "We did?"

"I was the one who kissed ya first! In the closet, remember? And now I see ya with other man." Atsumu said dramatically, making Y/N look at Oikawa, who just shrugged.

"Didn't you just ask me about having crush on someone else?" She asked slowly, making sure that her ears were working properly.

The whole situation seemed theatrical somehow. Just like she was taking part in a play, but she was the only one that didn't know what part she was supposed to play. And the fact that she was in the center of attention right at this moment didn't help.

"I know, but that was just an excuse to talk to ya. You know, talking is a way to connect with people." Atsumu sighed with disappointment while Y/N still watched him with confusion. "And you..." The blonde looked at Oikawa. "I thought we were friends."

"You would do the same." The brunette pointed out, tilting his head to the side. His expression wasn't as stern as Atsumu's. He seemed to be relaxed with the way he was casually spread over the chair, leaning on the back of the seat comfortably.

"True, but I always wanted to say that." Atsumu shrugged, making Y/N sit straight.

"Okay, I don't know if this is a serious talk or a way to try out your acting skills..." She said, moving the chair away from the table so she could stand up. "but I would like to go back to my room now."

She moved to pick up the books in front of her to get them into their assigned places, but Atsumu grabbed one of them. "Wait, it's serious." He said.

"You make it not serious." Oikawa stood up as well, grabbing the other book to help Y/N clean up the table.

"Okay, sorry. Maybe I went too far, but I just finished acting classes and I'm still in a mood." Atsumu admitted, making Y/N sigh, but she stopped moving as she looked at him. "At least answer if yer with Sakusa or not."

"I'm not." She said, but this time Oikawa looked at her with confusion.

"Now I'm interested why he is asking you that." He looked at the girl suspiciously.

"Oh, I'll tell ya!" Atsumu quickly walked around the table to stand closer to the two. "Last week she was sleeping in his room. And ya know full well that he wouldn't normally let anyone even sit on his bed."

Y/N closed her eyes, remembering that she, indeed, has slept in Sakusa's room last week. "I was helping him with a project and while he edited the video, I fell asleep for a moment. It was a short nap, and I went back to my room as soon as I woke up and he was still at the computer." She rolled her eyes, looking at both men with bored expression. "Anyway, stop acting like detectives when it comes to my life." She groaned, walking away to set the book at the shelf. Not sure if her irritation was the effect of the two infuriating men trying to pry into her life, or the fact that she didn't get to finish, she decided that fleeing the room was the best option.