Being roommates with Atsumu Miya was a challenge in itself. Aside from waking up to his loud alarm at the crack of dawn, constantly trying to tell you off, and disrupting half the room, there was something you noticed lately: Atsumu was jealous of you.

You first noticed this the day Sakusa, another team member, talked to you for a long time. That day, Sakusa had come to talk to you about his training program. It was a pretty casual conversation, but you could feel the uneasiness in Atsumu's gaze as he watched you from afar. Whenever Sakusa said something, Atsumu's eyebrows would knit slightly, a hint of tension appearing on his face.

This quiet tension suddenly exploded when you returned to the room.

"So, you seemed to get along pretty well with Omi-kun, huh?" he quipped, throwing his jersey from the middle of the room. It was impossible not to notice the sarcastic tone in his voice.

Without looking up, he said, "We just talked about the training schedule, Atsumu. What's that about?" you said in a tired voice.

But Atsumu was not standing still. He sat on the edge of his bed and crossed his arms over his chest, looking at you. "Of course, 'training program.' How 'professional.' Isn't it a little too remarkable that you're so friendly with Omi?"

This time you frowned.."What are you trying to imply?"

Atsumu shrugged, but it was obvious from the expression on his face how uncomfortable he was. "Nothing. Just... maybe it would be better if you didn't get so close to the other players. You know, people might misunderstand."