Ukai's Daughter

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(Daichi's POV)

Suga had told me before hand he was busy. I had planned that him and I, along with Asahi, Shimizu, and Y/n, go eat lunch and hang out for a bit. When I had sent out a text to them all, Suga was the only one who said he would be busy. Y/n said she wasn't sure...

But now I'm here...

Walking towards Ukai's store to see if Y/n was there but instead I get a sight of Suga and Y/n holding hands.

I wasn't sure if I was slightly annoyed or extremely pissed off at the fact that Suga said he was busy as a way to hang out with Y/n or that Y/n was also probably part of the plan.

She did say she wasn't sure after all...

Or maybe this was unplanned and they just decided to meet up last minute?

Wait but why were they holding hands?

Are they dating?!

No...they would have said something...

...

Would they...?

"Ughhh! I'm overthinking this!" I said, grabbing my head.

I decided to continue my walk to the store. I wanted to get a meat bun anyways...

"Hey coach!" I exclaimed, waving to the man at the counter. He was reading a magazine and smoking his usual cigarette.

"Hey kid. Whatcha doing here?"

"Oh I came for some meat buns."

"You came at the right time then! I just put in some more to heat up." He said, turning around to the heaters to grab them.

"How many do you want?"

"3 or 4 please."

"4 it is..."

I watched as he set the buns inside a baggy.

"Where you heading to now?" He asked, handing me the bag.

"Oh...I'm not sure actually. Might just wander a bit before going home." A tinge of annoyance lining my answer from the memory of Suga and Y/n.

"You should meet up with Y/n and Suga! They left not too long ago."

"Oh really? Yeah I'll see if I can!" I answered back as nicely as I could.

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I did end up catching up to them.

But not to hang out with them...

I'm just...watching them from afar to make sure Suga doesn't do anything weird...

But what am I doing this for?

Am I just upset stalking?

But...what's bothering me is that Y/n looks so happy with him...

I wish she was like that with me...

Maybe I was right about my thoughts last night...

Maybe I do have feelings for this girl that was brought into our lives out of nowhere without warning...

Memories flooded back in of my breakdown of questions I asked myself every hour after Y/n left my house from the sleepover. I had slept that night restlessly thinking of her...