Phobias- Sakusa x Atsumu

Chapter 01- Spill

Starting episode 1- Spill...

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Astumu POV

I take a quick glance at my watch. As I read the time, my nose picked up that familiar scent. Since volleyball practice was canceled, I thought I should treat myself to one of my favorite boba tea cafes.

Ding

The bell ranged as I entered the chatty cafe. I scanned the room for an empty table. I sighed as I saw that there was no empty table left.

"And I was really hoping to hang out here..." I said to myself.

Letting out another sigh, I see someone from the corner of my eyes. I turned my head to find a rather good-looking man all the way sitting at the far corner of the room. He had curly hair and a white mask on. There was a long black jacket that was over his shoulder, he wore a grey turtle neck and silver earrings. There were two moles above his eyebrows. He was alluring, and you could tell he was being eyed by several young ladies.

"U-um, excuse me, sir, c-can I get your number?" A girl asked.

You could tell that she wasn't a very confident fella. Her legs were shaking and she was sweating, she could barely stand up straight.

Interested in this situation, I took glances and eavesdrop on the conversation while also ordering my boba.

"Tch."

The handsome man clicked his tongue. He simply ignored the girl and continued to look away at his phone.

" What the fuck? She's just trying to get your fucking number, why you gotta be such an asshole." A blue-haired girl sat up from her chair, while also slamming the table in front of her, grabbing the attention of everyone in the cafe. Silence.

The handsome man just simply kept scrolling away without a care.

" Tsk."
The blue-haired girl walked angrily to the handsome man's table and slammed the wooden surface.

"A-Akira, please it's nothing I don't actually really care-"
The innocent-looking girl got cut off.

"Ena just shut the fuck up, if he ain't gonna treat you like a lady he should gladly step on a thousand needles!"
The blue-haired girl that seemed to be named Akira growled.

"Men don't get treated kindly too by women, it's even worst when this society blames everything on a man who was innocent."
The handsome guy said in a monotone voice.

Akira frowns and clutches her hands.

"IT'S NOT OUR FAULT THAT YOU MEN'S GOT YOURSELF INTO THAT STEREOTYPE!"

(✊🏻 we really do need people to be protecting innocent men tho 😪)

"Quit talking, the germs from your mouth are getting everywhere."
The handsome man said behind his mask.

Akira's face lit with anger and stood up crossing her arms.

" So? What you gonna do if I keep spitting on your table?" Akira said mockingly, especially the "your."

Spit splatter onto the table which made the handsome man flinch and cringe. I turned to the cashier and whispered,

"Shouldn't you stop this?"

The cashier was staring at the two. "Nah shit finally getting interesting."
I chuckled at her, she's getting fired.

I sighed and was about to step in since I was feeling bad for the man. As I took one step the handsome man took out a wet wipe and wiped the splattered slit on the table.