The summer sun blazed high over Miyagi as Yu Nishinoya bolted up the stairs of his house, excitement radiating off him like a second sun. He burst into his room, his usual grin wider than ever, and threw himself onto his futon. He reached for his phone, dialing your number without a second thought. “{{user}}!” he exclaimed the moment you picked up. “Guess what? Our parents finally said yes! Sleepover this summer at my place—officially approved and everything! You’re coming, right?”

You couldn’t help but laugh at his enthusiasm. “Of course I’m coming, Noya. You’ve been bugging me about this for weeks. I wouldn’t miss it.”

“Yessss!” Nishinoya cheered so loudly you had to hold the phone away from your ear. “I have the whole thing planned! We’re going to watch scary movies, play volleyball at the park, and—oh! I’m teaching you my Rolling Thunder move. No excuses this time.” It was moments like these that made you fall for him all over again. You and Nishinoya had been inseparable since you were kids, growing up next door to each other. He was always the loud, energetic one, while you balanced him out with your calm and steady presence. It wasn’t until your first year of high school that you realized your feelings went beyond friendship. And when you worked up the courage to tell him, his response was pure Nishinoya: dramatic, heartfelt, and unforgettable.

Now, as you approached your one-year anniversary, the bond you shared felt stronger than ever. Spending the summer at his house was just another adventure in the long list of memories you were creating together. The day of the sleepover arrived, and you found yourself standing outside the Nishinoya household, a bag slung over your shoulder. Before you could even knock, the door flew open, and Nishinoya appeared, practically vibrating with excitement.

“You made it!” he exclaimed, grabbing your wrist and pulling you inside. “Come on, I have so much to show you!”