Chapter One

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Sakusa groans as he sits up, letting the blanket falls off of his naked upper body. He's been awake for an hour now, but still feeling lazy to be productive. His perm black hair is sticking out in all directions, eyes unable to open fully. He can't remember if he took off his contacts last night or Atsumu did, but his eyes hurt, and his body is aching.

Sakusa brushes stray strands of his hair away from his face and picks up his phone. It is low battery and he got tons of notifications. Most are from Instagram. Which he rarely uses, still he opens it to see his notification bursting. It is mostly liked and comments about a certain post. His eyebrow raises as he clicks the post that he doesn't remember posting. It was a video of him, last night, he vaguely remembers. Showing off the tattoos on his neck and arms. 'Wow, so random' he thought.

He read some of the comments, some are even a little too explicit, some asking where he got his tattoos which he gladly replied by mentioning his tattoo artist aka Bokuto. "Ugh, people are getting wet for me, what a loser," he says grinning before he turns off his phone, collapsing on his bed again.

"Not going to school today?"

He turns his head at his right to see a topless Atsumu leaning at the door frame, with bed hair, only wearing sweatpants, and munching on a bowl of cereal.

"I'm going. Just need to get rid of my hangover" he says rolling and lying on his stomach.

Sakusa recalls what happened last night.

They went bar-hopping to celebrate their exam results and ended up at Bokuto's Tattoo shop -drunk, where he and Atsumu both got a matching henna tattoo (good thing it was henna) that is not cool at all. Atsumu got a Cupid tattooed on his shoulder, while Sakusa has a heart with the arrow of the Cupid tattooed on his chest. It was so cheesy.

"Okay, but when will you go back to your condo?" Atsumu sits at his bedside, picks up his phone for notifications.

"I told you it is still a mess." The raven-haired male says as he lay sideways, back facing Atsumu, and he lazily reaches for the charger.

He's been living at Atsumu's condo for almost a month now. He used to live at the university's dorm since the main house of the Sakusa is too far from his university. But later on, he decided to buy a condominium and as days passed, it turned into an art studio.

At first, it was only the guest room, then he needed a bigger space. So he used the living room. Shoving all of his stuff into his room. Then gradually, stuff at his house starts disappearing due to the lack of space. Until it became an empty house, besides the art materials and some things he needed. All of his things are now at either Bakuto's house or Atsumu's.

Shortly after, Sakusa decides to get his notes ready for school. Atsumu already left for his Music Theory class so that's left him in the condo. Sakusa wonders how that guy can still attend class with a hangover. Compared to Sakusa, the blond is a big alcohol drinker, but he rarely suffers from a hangover. It's like he turns alcohol into water or something.

Sakusa arrives at his university wearing a white long sleeve with two buttons open, tucked in with his beige trouser. He also decided to wear fake glasses that match his 90's perm hair and his brown sling bag. Giving a vibe of an art student. Lately, he's been more into lousy, loose clothes than the usual fitted jeans and t-shirt he wears.

It's probably the weather. Perhaps.

The weather is also nice today. It wasn't that hot even though it's already 2 in the afternoon. But as much as Sakusa loves the weather today, all he wants is to go home and take a rest because his head feels like it's being slice into two.

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