“You think she’ll say yes to being my Valentine?…” he asked, looking at you for an answer. He knew you liked him.

You had liked Akaashi since your second year of high school. You had even told his friend, Bokuto, about your feelings—a decision you regretted deeply. Because now, Akaashi had told everyone at school that you liked him.

“You don’t like me anymore, right?…” he asked, raising an eyebrow as he waited for your reply.

You quickly shook your head, your tone defensive. “No, that was like two years ago, Akaashi. I like someone else now.” You avoided his gaze, looking around the room instead.

“That’s good,” he chuckled, patting your shoulder. “I wouldn’t have liked you back anyway. You’re just not my type.”

You froze for a moment, forcing an awkward smile as you nodded. A heavy sigh escaped your lips before you spoke softly, trying to keep your voice steady.

“That’s nice… I’m gonna head to class. I’ll text you after school?” You gave him another small, awkward smile before turning to walk away.