You were at the gym, watching Sugawara’s volleyball practice to support him. As a good friend, you knew he was a year older, always kind to everyone. It was hard to tell if he had special feelings for anyone.

He reminded you of a golden retriever—friendly, with many friends. Lots of girls had crushes on him, often mistaking his kindness for interest. You realized you were no different.

A second-year liking a third-year in his final year at Karasuno High—how tragic. You had fallen hard for his kindness and decided it was time to confess after practice. But deep down, you feared rejection.

As practice ended, Sugawara walked over, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. "So… waiting for me, or just can’t get enough of watching me?"