Introversion [] Osasuna

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Osamu was just as popular with the ladies in his school as his twin brother. Depending on their type of course, if they preferred the 'golden retriever' or 'black cat' type. That's how Osamu has heard girls describe the two of them before. It's unfortunate though, because he never felt interested in any of them.

As the school dance is coming around, there were girls and guys left and right asking each other out. Atsumu was the most popular guy amongst the second years, multiple people asking him out to the dance and getting rejected. Osamu knew his brother had a crush on the 3rd-year captain of the girls volleyball team, who had no interest in dating a guy who's younger than her. But, he found entertainment in Atsumu trying to find new different ways to reject girls without making them sob. Of course his goal failed and he has made many of them cry.

Osamu on the other hand, simply just said "no thank you" and went on with his life. He didn't understand why they cried, it's nothing against them, he just wasn't attracted to any of them. After realizing this, most girls had stopped trying with Osamu. Except the few delusional ones that kept making weak attempts.

During lunch, Osamu and Suna were both sitting together in the classroom despite their argument. The grey-haired twin only brought one bento, so they shared it peacefully.

"So, do you have anyone in mind... As a date for the dance?" Osamu asked boldly as he took an Onigiri out of the bento and ate it slowly, giving time for Suna to answer.

"Well, I thought I'd just go with friends. But, there's a guy I was thinking I'd like, ask." Suna admits awkwardly as he played mobile games on his phone. It took a while for Osamu to process what he said.

"You're interested in a guy?" He asked for some confirmation.

Suna raised an eyebrow, "Is that a problem, or?"

"No... I just didn't realize that you know, are attracted to guys," Osamu explained with a shrug, "I don't care."

The brunette nodded once he understood what Osamu meant. "Yeah, it isn't something you can speak about publicly here. I don't even think the guy I'm gonna try asking likes dudes." Suna chuckled, the kind of laugh he does when he feels nervous but wants to brush it off. Osamu would give reassurance, but he had no skin in the game when it came to being attracted to guys. He wasn't sure about his sexuality at all.

So, Osamu simply mumbled, "that's a pickle..."

Suna stared at him for a moment, his blank face turning into a mischievous one as the corners of his lips curl up into a smirk. "Did you say it's a pickle? You're such a fucking dork, you know that?"

Osamu could feel his cheeks burn, and he couldn't help but feel flustered. He stared at Suna before letting out a small exhale and chuckle.

"Yeah, I'm a dork."