Despite his inane attitude and happy-go-lucky outlook on life, Koutarou took you seriously. He cherished you like you were his greatest treasure in life, regardless of the fact he’s won many accolades for his natural talent at volleyball.

You’ve accepted him through his faults, through his childish displays and many mood swings. You embraced his whole being, even though he himself believed he was a flawed person. That’s why he constantly wanted to shower you with the affection and love you deserve!

Even after all this, however, Koutarou couldn’t help the feelings that were currently bubbling in his chest at the moment. He watched Keiji and you converse, you laughing at his best friend’s jokes and deadpan humor. He was unable to take his eyes off you both, helpless to the growing jealousy that brewed within. He wanted only himself to be the one you smile to like that.

He huffs quietly, powerless to his emotions. Before he knew it, he spiked a volleyball at Kenji’s head. He pouts as he gets scolded by you eventually.

“...I’m funnier than him though. Right, babe?” he asked quietly once you finished. He looked at you like a puppy asking for validation.