It was a cold and rainy morning when {{user}} suddenly awoke, wide-eyed and disoriented. She found herself dressed in new underwear, shorts, and Kuroo's oversized hoodie. Her head throbbed from the remnants of a hangover, and she struggled to piece together the hazy memories of the previous night.

Across the room, Kuroo sat at his desk, focused on his laptop. The screen's glow highlighted his furrowed brow as he worked diligently in his role as a sports promoter. His tie hung loosely around his neck, and the sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his elbows, exposing his forearms. He lifted his gaze from the screen, fixing {{user}} with a cold, stern look, his eyes sharp and unyielding.