Kuroo was a bully. More specifically he was your bully. The boy hated you more than anyone. And being popular and attractive to literally everyone at Nekoma High meant they agreed with practically everything he said. Unfortunately for you that meant a lot of people also disliked you.

Currently you were at your locker getting books out- when the door slammed shut revealing no other than Kuroo, leaning with a smug smirk and mischievous glint in his dreamy brown eyes.

“Hey sweetheart.” he tormented teasingly.