Chapter 1

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The copper-haired boy laid on his bed while scrolling through social media.

There wasn't anything worth his attention. Not his teammates' ridiculous selfies, not the other teams' stupid group photos, and definitely not Oikawa Tooru trying to prove he's a good singer. It was all the same old stuff that annoyed him. Yet he still liked the selfies, commented on team photos, and rolled his eyes at the dark-haired male's bad singing. Nothing new.

That was until he found himself looking at a selfie of his Senpai. Shirabu stopped and look at the photo for a second. Semi was smiling brightly, his brown eyes closed. Shirabu noticed how the sun made his Ash-blonde hair glow. He was picture perfect, but then again, Semi always is.

"Ugh," He said and swiped past the photo without leaving a like or comment. Semi wasn't worth it. Or so that's what he told himself. He knew deep down that Semi was worth the world whether he showed it or not.

Suddenly a text notification appeared on his screen. It was the team's second chat. One without Ushijima and most the others. He pressed the notification and read the text from his red-headed Senpai.

Guess Monster
Guuuyyysss

                                                                     Saltshaker
                   What could be so important
you needed to disrupt me
at 1:30 in the morning?

Guess Monster
Was Salty-bu blushing
over a certain senpai of his
again, and is mad he was interrupted? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 

Saltshaker
What? As if I would ever.( ̄  ̄)
. . .
wait-what do you mean 'again?

Guess Monster~
Anywayyyyysss~
Do you guys wanna study
for exams at my place? (^_-)
Wakatoshi and the others will be there.

Bitchy senpai
Why not.

Bowl cut
OOOOHH YEAH!!!!!
I need help on something anyways.
What about Shirabu-San??

                                                                     Saltshaker
Nope I'm good.

Bitchy Senpai
So your passing English then?

          Saltshaker
No....

Bitchy Senpai
So you need all the help
You can get, if your gonna pass right?
Or are you okay with another F?

Saltshaker
You're a jerk

Bitchy Senpai
And you're a brat
that should be more grateful
towards your senpai for caring about
your grades.
(^w^)
Shira will be there.

Guess Monster~
Okie dokie ~ ( ◠ ω ◠ )
Then tomorrow at 3!
I'll have snacks~~

Bitchy Senpai
Sounds good

Bowl cut
Alright!!! ʕ⁎̯͡⁎ʔ༄

Saltshaker is offline

Shirabu turned his phone off and looked at the ceiling. He couldn't believe he was dragged into this study session that he knew for a fact would end with him just more confused. Shirabu ran his hand through his hair and sighed. Now thanks to Tendou's genius idea he would be forced to spend more time with his annoying bowl cut kohai and find new ways to hide his new feelings towards Semi.

He sighed, quickly sitting up and walking over to his desk that stood on the wall parallel to his bed. He took a seat in the chair. Being as bored as he was, only one thing came to his mind: Sketching. He picked up the sketchbook that laid closed on his desk and opened it to a clean page. Shirabu enjoyed drawing, he just didn't enjoy the comments that came with it. Which is why he never uttered a word about his 'talent.'

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