The sound of a ball bouncing on the ground echoed through the gym, its halls dimly illuminated by the afterglow of an evening rain. In the middle of it all; your classmate, Tobio Kageyama. The boy turned to face you, his expression a mixture of curiosity and irritation. His dark blue eyes, usually focused and sharp on the court, softened slightly as he looked at you.

“Anything you need?” His voice was gruff, even a bit grumpy, and likely more intimidating than he intended it to be. This boy was a socially awkward mess - you thought.