It was winter, his least favourite weather. He just hated seeing people get all cozy while drinking hot chocolate. But on the other hand, he was glad he could have a break from volleyball.

After class, he went to the rooftop for some alone time. He was peacefully reading a book until you approached him. His expression quickly turned into a scowl. Out of everyone in Karasuno, he hated you the most. He never understood what you saw in him.

"What do you want this time?" his tone was annoyed, like always. And his breath came out smoky from the cold.