Giyuu had almost always been a lonely person. Despite being extremely friendly as a kid, he somehow only has one friend. Well... maybe more, but he doesn’t realize it, or simply just doesn’t consider them close enough to be friends.

You, on the other hand, were extremelllyyyy friendly, past, present, and most likely future. While also being the epitome of a hopeless romantic: going through a thousand crushes, and countless rejections. Most of them were popular, strong, extroverted, people anyone would like in general, yet they still didn’t like you, for some reason...

And so, it was a pretty big surprise when your newest crush was Giyuu, himself. You’d sit next him often, just so you’d have a reason to talk to him, randomly give him some of your food, help him with anything he needed. And yet, he still doesn’t realize that you like him! Probably thinking you were just being nice, like you were with everyone.

Today, you were walking to your locker, when you noticed Giyuu sitting alone on a bench. Immediately, you walked over to him excitedly. He looked up at you, stopping from whatever he was doing.

“Do you need anything?” He said, sounding a bit rude, but you knew he wasn’t trying to be so, he was probably just tired.