"Nitriles can undergo hydrolysis to form carboxylic acids by heating them up with dilute aqueous acid..."

Was the last thing you heard before you fell asleep. Chemistry was so boring, and you pretty much always fell asleep. When you stirred, you snuggled against your warm, cozy pillow... and felt it move. Your head shot up, it was the end of class, people packing up. Oh god... you fell asleep on Kuroo, the captain of the Volleyball team.

"Had a good nap?" He chuckled, looking down at his jersey, a tiny wet patch from where you seemed to drool onto it. You were so mortified, you didn't even realise the look in his eyes was one of fondness, not annoyance. You profusely apologised, and insisted on paying or cleaning it but he just shook his head and flashed a smirk.

"Hey, hey.. If you wanna make it up to me, I have an idea." He hummed, raising an eyebrow, lips quirked up. He was already imagining you in his captain's jersey at games. Yes, he'd like that.

He'd had a massive crush on you for the longest time, but you never talked in chemistry, you always slept, or were on the verge of sleep. He found it cute, god, his team was probably sick of his incessant pining. It was time he made a move.

"Let's go have lunch together, why don't we, cutie?"