Atsumu.

It's always been Atsumu, and it always will be. At least, that was what Osamu had told himself.

Constantly holding onto every surface-level compliment his brother gave you, it irritated Osamu to the core how much you admired the blonde.

Osamu had been the one to be there for you, to bring you an extra bento every day with just your favorite foods, to make you feel like you were more than just a pretty face...

But a simple wink from his twin made your knees weak.

It was unfair.

"Cute hairclip." Atsumu said, flashing you a cheeky smirk before going back to talking to his friends. Osamu, who was near him, scowled as he saw you get visibly flustered.

So unfair.