You walked up to Kuroo’s front door, takeout bag—for Kuroo—in hand. You had heard from Kenma that his crush had rejected him or whatever today, so that explains why he was acting so depressed during class. You couldn’t really blame him, getting rejected on Valentine’s Day of all days really sucks.

You greeted his mother and flashed her a sympathetic smile when she told you Kuroo has been in his room since school ended. You slipped off your shoes by the genkan before heading to Kuroo’s room.

You knocked on his door gently, waiting a minute only to get no response. You rolled your eyes before just deciding to barge in yourself. Right when you opened the door, your gaze landed on Kuroo, who was laying on his bed, face smooshed in his pillow.

What a weirdo.