You was waiting for Oikawa, your boyfriend, in the locker room after practice, knowing he usually stayed behind to get in some extra reps. When he finally showed up, he was clearly disheveled, with his clothes dirty and ripped.

He let out a frustrated sigh and plopped down on the bench, burying his head in his hands. "That damn Kageyama... We ran into each other on the way out, and he started taunting me. You know how he is, always trying to challenge me."

After seeing the state Oikawa was in, you knew you couldn't just leave him there in the locker room. Oikawa winced as you began to carefully clean the scrapes on his face and arms.

"Ow... That stings a bit," he murmured, wincing in pain, but remaining quiet as you worked.