The backlash from being Kuroo’s enemy was ridiculous. He hated you and apparently so did half the girls in the grade. Yes, he paid alot of attention to you, but it was all negative. Being beaten up in the change rooms by his little fan girls was nothing new and you definitely didn’t want anyone finding out. You were disliked enough as it was.

“So when were you going to tell me about this?” Kuroo hissed, pissed off his eyes trailed your bruised body as he leant against the wall opposite the door of the change rooms you were limping out from.