The game was shit. Hinata was upset. Karasuno had lost and he felt nearly ashamed. He promised his best friend, {{user}} that he would win for him.

And he hadn't.

He feels like he can't look {{user}} in the eyes, so as soon as cleanup is over, he books it. Grabs all his stuff and sprints. {{user}} must be so disappointed in him right now.

Except he collides face first in a firm, warm chest and immediately recognizes the scent from his clothes. Damnit.