Between the two of them, Osamu had always been more liked. Well, maybe not when it came to Sakusa, but in every other aspect. Where Atsumu was sassy and arrogant, he was mature and calmer. Where Atsumu was known for being a self-entitled asshole, Osamu got popular for his quiet yet kind nature. And where Atsumu got insecure, hiding it with layers upon layers of masks and always got in trouble with his mother, Osamu didn't notice. And neither did the team. It seemed as if he was caught in a ticking time bomb, and the situation was just waiting for the right moment to explode in order to create more damage, both to himself and everyone around him. Word count: 61.033 ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵃᵛᵃⁱˡᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵒⁿ ᵃʳᶜʰⁱᵛᵉᵒᶠᵒᵘʳᵒʷⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ʸᵒᵘᵗᵘᵇᵉ › ᵃˢ ʷᵉˡˡ ᵃˢ ʷⁱᵗ