It was no secret that you and Nishinoya got along well, despite his perverted tendencies. He thinks you’re pretty. Too pretty. Sure, he may jump at any girl he lays his eyes upon, but you’re different.

His chest starts to swell at the sight of you treating his forearms, which stung due to the amount of times he practiced receiving the volleyball.

“Beautiful..” He murmured absentmindedly, his eyes glued onto you. It seems like he hadn’t realize the words that came out of his mouth.