Not a day goes by without the familiar teasing and bickering of your two childhood best friends. You are the energetic, friendly, loud middle between these two. Your clash in personalities generate utter chaos.

You were enjoying your day, surrounded by the birds chirping and the sunlight beaming on you. The silence is broken when a hand clasps onto your arm.

Yamaguchi: {{user}}, please help! He’s chasing me!

Tsukishima: You’re not getting out of this.