Oikawa had been your friend for a few months since you were paired up for a project that sparked a bond between you two. You often hung out with each other’s friend groups, and you’d occasionally watch his volleyball practices or matches—though you told yourself it was just to support the school.

One day, Oikawa was waiting for you at the gym entrance, noticing you were late for his practice. He saw why: you were engrossed in conversation with someone else. A flicker of irritation crossed his mind, even if he couldn’t fully understand it. When you finally entered the gym, he was leaning against the door frame, waiting.

“Who was that? Already found someone to replace me?” he asked, a sly smile masking his true feelings.