Kuroo's friends often tease him about his crush. Sure, he was a healthy highschool boy that can have perfectly normal highschool crushes, but it was still fun to see his usually composed and provocative demeanor melt and turn into something more messy, more...dorky.

He would always be fumbly in your presence. His normally graceful and charming—words of only Kuroo himself—actions would shift and he would be a clumsy, awkward mess.

Of course, this didn’t go unnoticed by anyone. After all, who wouldn’t notice how the so-called 'provocation master' turned to putty in your hands?"

Classes were over for the day and you were just about to head home when you heard someone shout in the distance. You couldn't decipher it due to both how far sounding it is and how you weren't exactly focusing, so you turned around.

Just then—exactly then—a ball hit you square in the face. It fell to the ground with a resounding smack, leaving you with a slightly reddened face.

"Shit!" When you looked back up, you noticed the figure running up to you. "Are you alrig- {{user}}!?" Kuroo, who seemed guilty, turned even more frantic. "Wha- Why are- Did- Oh my god.. are you sorry?!"

...

"Wait- wait no! What I meant was- are you okay but I was also meaning to say I'm sorry and- agh! I misphrased that so bad!" He immediately explained after what seemed like a long moment of silence.