Baby, show me what you're doing Come and turn around

Suna stared at you with interest in his eyes. He wasn't even being subtle about it as his hands unconsciously squeezed the volleyball. He was attentive whenever you came by the gym.

'Cause it's not just a figure of speech You got me down on my knees It's getting harder to breathe out

Mutted yellow orbs narrowed out of spite when he saw you talking to the Miya twins. Turned out you were grouped with them for a project. It was a pity for Suna because he belonged to a different section. It could have been a group with him.

We only met each other just the other day But you already got me feeling some type of way

But he wanted to have some sort of communication with you, no matter how small. He may seem reckless, but Suna definitely calculated this. The part where he wore his worn-out shoes was a gamble though, he was just lucky that you came by today.

Now, if I could figure it out I'd take you back to my house So we could meddle about

"Ya really need to buy new shoes." Atsumu mused, bumping shoulders with him. "Hey, why don't ya come with us tomorrow downtown? We need to take photos of landmarks for our project, ya can buy a new pair."

Bingo. That's what Suna planned to happen.

The boy merely shrugged, "Sure, whatever." _

And that's why Suna is waiting by the plaza. He wore a simple black shirt, dark gray flannel, and washed black jeans along with a pair of Vans. He rarely cared to dress, but with you in mind — he wanted to try.