𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳// 𝘴𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘴𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘺𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘪

2° 𝘢𝘸𝘬𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳?

" ugh! it's been 30 minutes already~ where is your soon-to-be-boyfriend? " atsumu whined as he poked a hole with his straw through his box of strawberry milk and started sipping loudly.

" yeah y/n, osamu continued, maybe he has club activities or something today. we should probably head home, it's getting late... "

"alright, we can always come stalk him another time-"  you began, but the sight of a tall student with wavy jet black hair silenced you immediately and you started nudging the grey haired twin.

"samu, samu! it's him! that's the hot guy from itachiyama!" you squealed silently, blending yourself more behind a wall.

osamu squinted his eyes and scrutinized the black haired male with a mask covering half of his face. 

" isn't that sakusa-san? " osamu asked while turning towards his brother.

" wait... you know him?" i started, but got interrupted by atsumu's screech.

upon hearing the name, atsumu spat out half of his drink and stared at you with a mixture of shock and repugnance.

" OMI-KUN?! y/n-chan, i knew you had bizarre taste in men, but seriously... that's a new low. " atsumu stated in a disdainful tone.

" hey! kita-senpai wasn't weird. he is one of the nicest, most respectful and caring guy i've ever met... unlike a certain rat." i pouted while glaring at the rat in question.

" he has freaking granny issues 💀" tsumu bickered back before osamu kicked his ankles.

" well at least she didn't fall for your dehydrated piss hair barry b benson looking ass." samu sneered mockingly.

"hmpf. y'all adore bullying me huh? atsumu moped, well anyways y/n-chan, good luck seducing omi-kun, that mute germaphobe. he hates people."

suddenly, a deep voice stopped the blond twin of any additional remarks:

"keep my name out of your disgusting mouth."