𝗜𝗱𝗶𝗼𝘁𝘀┃Aoba Jōsai

O2. Who?

"Here you are, I was looking for you."

You didn't bother to turn your head to see your friend, you just raised a hand, warning that it wasn't the best time to talk.

"You were late again?"

You hummed affirmatively in response. The newly arrived girl sighed when she saw you, you would never change, she left some of her snack knowing that you would not have brought yours and left to let you rest. Like clockwork you woke up five minutes before break was over to eat the sandwich that your pious friend had left you, you would thank her later for being an angel who feeds you. The following hours passed slowly, if it weren't for the fact that a classmate reminded you where the cleaning utensils were, you would have thought that you were still in class. You walked to the closet where things were kept, surprised to find nothing, it was literally empty.

'And how the fuck do I clean the class now? If there is no material I can't clean so...'

A mischievous smile crossed your lips at the thought of not doing your punishment. Coincidentally and out of convenience, the vice principal passed by-surely knowing beforehand that the objects in that closet had been used by other classmates-he simply told you that you could use the third-year ones because they finished a little earlier, so they wouldn't be being used. The previous smile was destroyed in seconds, grumbling internally for not being able to get free.

You walked slowly while letting out a yawn, you really needed to rest more. You picked up everything you needed -which were not a few things- staggering a bit, you affirmed the grip of all the objects against your chest so that they would not fall to the ground, which was totally unnecessary because you collided with a boy, throwing everything to the ground.

'Who's here so late? Aww, now I'll have to pick it all up.'

"Oh, I'm sorry."

A flirtatious voice filtered through your ears, you sighed seeing everything on the floor, rubbed your temples taking a deep breath, this would be a big headache.

"It doesn't matter, I didn't see where I was going."

"Let me help you."

When you looked up, you both looked at each other, remaining like that for a second until you opened your mouth slightly when realized a small problem. The boys hiding behind the corner were disappointed thinking that you really were a fan.

"Don't move."

You said calmly in a whisper as you studied the boy, rather something else that was on him.

"Huh? So you know me? I already knew that no one would resist me."

You didn't listen to his words because all your attention was focused on the mosquito that the boy had fluttering through his hair, you raised your hand slowly, Oikawa remained static thinking that you were going to pounce on him, he smiled arrogantly at that thought.

"I got you!"

You hit the head of the setter, leaving both the person who received the slap and the hidden boys stunned, that was not what he had in mind that would happen but he continued in the line of thoughts, still believing that you were his fan.

"what was that? Are you a masochist? I'm not really into those things but I could try them for you..."

You wiped your hand with mosquito remnants to start picking up the utensils thrown on the floor, forgetting about the boy who imagined grotesque scenes in his mind, before you could leave quietly he touched your shoulder with a triumphant smile.

"So when do you want to meet? I can make a space in my schedule for you, darling."

"Excuse me?"

"I mean, who wouldn't want to hang out with me?"

"Who are you?"

All the guys that were there froze thinking the same thing. 'She doesn't know me' echoed in the captain's head, no, you're just being tough, right? He broke out in a sweat as he stared at the blank face of the you.

"B-but we saw each other a couple of days ago." you tilted your head thinking "You have to know who I am!"

"Oh! I know who you are, you're the boy I gave my friend's letter to."

"Yes!"

The boy's spirit returned to be present in his expression of victory.

"But I don't know who you are."

And he was down again in a matter of seconds. Seeing the boy's downcast expression, you felt a little sorry, you tried to remember all those times when you were eating and didn't listen to most of what your friend told you, until a lightbulb went on above your head.

"I remember, you're Oiwaka!"

'Oiwaka' gasped as he seemed to want to cry, he quickly walked away to where his companions were hiding from him, giving up.

'Where has he gone? Well I don't care, what a weird guy'

You shrugged your shoulders to go finish your punishment, well, part of your punishment, you would think about what to do with the other part of the problem.