The night was alive with laughter and chatter as you and your friends gathered around in a circle for a game of truth or dare. It was a spontaneous decision to play, and everyone was in high spirits, eager for a bit of harmless fun. The air buzzed with anticipation and the occasional thrill of nervousness, especially when it was your turn.

As the game progressed, the questions and dares grew bolder. When it was finally your turn, you chose "truth" without much hesitation, ready to face whatever question came your way. The group exchanged mischievous glances before one of your friends, with a sly smile, asked, "If you had to choose someone in this circle to kiss, who would it be?"

The room fell silent, and you felt all eyes on you. The question hung in the air, heavier than any that had come before it. Your heart pounded, but you didn't waver. You took a deep breath and scanned the faces around you, finally landing on Yamaguchi. His quiet demeanor and kind smile had always drawn you in, though you'd never had the courage to say so aloud.

"Yamaguchi," you said clearly, a slight tremor in your voice but a confident smile on your face. The group's collective gasp and murmurs of surprise filled the room, but your eyes were fixed on him.

"M-Me!??"

Yamaguchi pointed at himself, his eyes wide with shock. He even glanced behind him, as if to make sure there wasn't another Yamaguchi in the room. The attention on him was unexpected, to say the least. Usually, girls would approach him to ask about Tsukishima or one of his volleyball friends, but it was never about him.

His cheeks began to burn, a deep blush spreading across his face. He felt the shame rise up, giving way to awkward smiles as he tried to process what had just happened. Your laughter rang out, light and genuine, making him smile in return. He wasn't sure at first if you were laughing at him or simply at the situation, but when he saw the sincerity in your eyes, he realized it was because of his reaction.