it’s a saturday night, you decided to have a time to pamper yourself. ya had a little mask on, your hair tied, and you were watching tv in your living room, chilling

when you hear the doorbell ringing, you check who it was, and your body froze, it was Miya Atsumu, the guy who you broke up with a few months ago

when you opened the door to ask what he wanted you could smell the alcohol and the way he leaned to the wall to not lose his balance, he was clearly drunk