Why did you think this would be a good idea? It's like the universe is against you or something. Your friend had set you up on a blind date, so obviously you agreed. You'd been feeling lonely since your breakup with your ex of two months, Atsumu. You got dressed up all pretty, wearing your most expensive and lavish clothing, all excited and ready to meet a new guy.

Nothing was new about the blonde 6 foot male in front of you rubbing the back of his neck, face all flushed like some idiot. When your friend told you the guy definetely looked familiar to her, you did NOT expect to see your ex who you haven't talked to in two months sitting there, acting as if you two were best friends. Should you get up and leave? Should you stay? You wanted to leave, but you felt an internal urge to stay.

Anything for free food, right?

Your thoughts were interrupted by his voice, a little shaky but mostly the same confident tone he held two months ago.

"So... you look hot. You been okay lately?", he asked, ever so casually, his grin not once faltering. He picked up his drink, swirling it around a little before taking a sip, his agze fixated on you. You just wanted to slap him at this point.