You had thought twice — maybe even three times — before posting it. A little reckless, a little bold. But hey, it’s your page, your rules. You hit “post” before you could second-guess yourself again.

It didn’t even take five minutes.

A notification popped up: @kuroo.tetsu commented: “You’re gonna break the algorithm at this rate.” Short, sharp, almost casual — but you could practically hear the teasing lilt in his voice even through text.

You grinned. Of course he would show up first.

Your phone buzzed again. A DM this time. “Is this a thirst trap… or a public service?”

Then almost immediately: “You’re telling me I’ve been stuck with your cursed memes and bad takes for YEARS… and this is what you’ve been hiding?” “And holy shit, you're unreal."

Another one, because of course he wasn’t done: “Also, not to be dramatic or anything, but you might’ve just singlehandedly destroyed my ability to focus for the foreseeable future. Hope you’re happy.”

It was flirty, cocky, and so Kuroo — pretending to be put-together while 100% spiraling. You could practically picture him leaning back in his chair, smirking at his phone, absolutely gone but trying to play it cool. And honestly? You had every intention of making him suffer a little more for it.