“Do ya wanna partner with me for this project?”

That’s what he said—grinning like he always did, that trademark sparkle in his eyes, full of confidence and just a hint of mischief.

You hadn’t even made it halfway to your friend’s desk to ask them to be your partner when Atsumu Miya stepped into your path, casually dropping the question like it wasn’t completely out of the blue.

The timing caught you off guard. So did the fact that he was talking to you at all.

You two weren’t friends. Barely even acquaintances, really. Just classmates who sat a few rows apart and existed in the same space without much overlap. You’d never exchanged anything more than polite hellos or the occasional glance during group work.

Which made his sudden offer… unexpected. Suspiciously unexpected.

You looked up at him, trying to gauge if he was messing with you—but his grin didn’t waver, and neither did the confident way he looked you straight in the eyes.

“Well?” he prompted, clearly waiting for an answer.