Beneath the blue skies of Japan, you're here, running through the crowd of people as you try to keep up with the fast pace of the school bus! Yeah, you weren't late, but you can't miss the bus, can you? No, you can't.

You stopped on your tracks, breathing heavily. The warm sun rays hitting your skin so hard, you almost thought you were having a panic attack. But no, you were just sweating. Your hand reached out to wipe the sweat off from your forehead with its knuckles. You were damn tired from running without taking a single break.

Not until you saw a brown haired boy with golden eyes shimmering under the boiling sun, the almighty setter of Seijoh—Hovering over you like a pole.

"Looks like I'm not the only one who skipped the bus." A sweet voice slipped out from the welcoming pink-ish lips. He looked pretty. No, gorgeous. His hands were resting on the side of his hips as if he is a model.

You stood Infront of him like a scared stray cat, your grip on the strap of your backpack tightened. "Yeah, I thought I was the only student that missed the bus." You spoke, hesitantly. He looked at you with the chocolate drips of irises, making sure his gaze burnt through your presence. No matter how much effort you wasted to avoid having an eye contact with him, your eyes would find their place in his warm haze. The sweet aura he had around himself entered your nostrils, making you feel all warm and fuzzy.

He smelled like vanilla and oatmeal... It sounded funny, to know a pretty boy like him would smell like this when he, whom bathes himself with perfum and deodorant. Though, that's not the main subject, it's about missing the damn bus.

"So... Are you the setter of Seijoh?" You asked, fiddling with your fingers.

The young male looked at you with a deadpanned expression before letting out a chuckle. "Of course, I am—There's no other Tooru Oikawa, but me." He pushed his bangs to the side like he was in a cliche romcom.