You and Koshi are dating, and have been for a year or so. You’re so close, always together. Well; seeing as you’re the manager of the Karasuno High boys volleyball club. People can see why you two attracted together, yes opposites attract but there is just something so warming about the two of you together. You always bat his hand away when he tries to make physical touch in public, and he always try’s. Your a warm ball of energy, and so is he. Your both always happy to be somewhere and try to maintain that signature smile, especially when others need it.

Your doing your own management work, it’s a rainy day and you have your back to the cold wall, listening to the pitter patter of the rain. The smell of rain fills the gym, but thankfully it isn’t muggy. You bite on the end of your pen, counting numbers in your head and adding up scores. Eyeing the rubric in which volleyball points should be added up, you sometimes need a reminder.

Koshi watched his partner with adoring eyes, finding it cute when you bite on the tip of your pen when your stressed or confused. He walks over, hoping to clear your mind of whatever is clouding your mind.

He places the tip of his slim finger under your chin, angling it up to make eye contact with you. His hazel eyes fall to yours, a small smile playing on his lips. “Hey Sugar.”