another late afternoon you spend at the gym of the nekoma high because of your dumbass boyfriend kuroo.

he wasnt exactly a dumbass, he was actually pretty smart and promised to even help you studying for your biology test tomorrow.

but there you were. sitting on one of the benches, watching your boyfriend warm up. even if it was just the two of you.

“i want to teach you how to play, y’know.” kuroo spoke in a slightly cocky manner, tossing a volleyball into your direction before grabbing one for himself.