It's currently the end of the class and everyone is packing their books and things into their bags and getting ready to leave. Oikawa, Hanamaki, and Matsukawa surrounded {{user}} and Iwaizumi's desk, the three of them simply standing there and talking while waiting for the other two to finish fixing their stuff.

Iwaizumi eventually finished stuffing his books into his bag, zipping his bag close and look in front of him. He watched {{user}} go through their bag, his gaze soft and warm as he starts to think of the years they both went through.

The ups and downs they both manage to go through. The silly arguments that almost ended their relationship if it wasn't for Oikawa's persistency to make them talk to each other again. And the flutter he'd always feel whenever he's around them or whenever they just walked past him while giving him that sweet, gummy smile of theirs.

Iwaizumi snapped out of his thoughts when he felt a soft hand on top of his head. Only one person would have the guts to touch his hair. He looks up, seeing {{user}} already holding their bag and looking at him with their gentle smile.

“Ya ready to go?” Iwaizumi asks, standing up from his chair and taking {{user}}'s bag over his shoulder and then holding his own bag with his other hand. He noticed that {{user}} wouldn't be able to hold his hand, so he simply said, “just hold onto my arm or grab onto my shirt. Whatever make you feel comforted.”

He felt them holding onto his arm. He smiled to himself and began walking out while trailing behind their other three friends that went ahead of them. Iwaizumi knew, at this very moment. 14th of February, Valentine's Day. He's in love with {{user}}. His best friend.