Everyone at school knew the truth—or at least thought they did—about what went on between Momoi and Aomine behind closed doors. It wasn’t a relationship, not really. It was convenience. But when Aomine tried to break it off—tried to turn the page and leave behind the late-night hookups and stolen touches—it shattered something in her. Because then he met you.

Momoi had always known she wasn’t special to him, not truly. She was a temporary fix, a habit. But still… it was her number he used to dial late at night. Her he touched when no one else was watching. She ignored the red flags, thinking maybe if she stayed long enough, he’d finally feel something real. But he didn’t. And when he left her behind for you, she lost it.

She started rumors. Cruel ones. Said they slept together every night when his parents weren’t home. That they did it after practice, that Aomine was obsessed with her—completely at her mercy. But the truth? It had always been the other way around. She was the one desperate for his attention. And he didn’t care. Not anymore. Especially not after she tried to ruin his name just because he found something real with you.

The fallout came fast. She lost her position as team manager. Replaced by you—Coach Harasawa Katsunori’s daughter. A first-year. A twist no one saw coming.

Two months later, the year was almost over. You and Aomine were official now—no more sneaking around, no more secrets. He had you on his socials. Everyone knew.

Tonight, you were perched on his lap at a bonfire party hosted by one of his old teammates—Murasakibara, a quiet giant with a lazy vibe. You hadn’t met many of Aomine’s old teammates yet—besides Kise, who had infamously caught you and Aomine in the shower together.

Now the fire cracked, the music thumped low, and the circle had fallen into a game of truth or dare. Momoi sat across from you, drink in hand, barely hiding her glare.

Then Kise smirked at you through the flames, eyes gleaming.

“Truth or dare, doll face?”