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There were three things everyone at Inarizaki knew about you. First, you were a Miya. Second, being a Miya meant chaos followed you everywhere. And third, if you were looking for Atsumu or Osamu, you probably wouldn't have to look far. Wherever the twins went, trouble followed.
You had grown up with them, knowing Atsumu's obnoxious laugh, Osamu's sarcasm, and the endless arguments that somehow started over nothing. You knew which twin was lying, who stole food from your plate, and who would deny it afterward. And then there was Suna Rintarō.
Your brothers' best friend. Your childhood friend. The quiet boy who always seemed to be nearby, phone in hand and lazy. He had been part of your life for so long that you never questioned what he meant to you. But something had changed.
Now, on your first day as a first-year at Inarizaki, surrounded by unfamiliar faces and endless noise, your eyes instinctively searched for him. You found Suna leaning against the gym wall, talking with your brothers. As if sensing you, he looked up. Your eyes met. For a moment, everything else disappeared. That familiar smirk tugged at his lips.
"Finally," he said. "Thought you got lost."
You looked away quickly.
Because there was one thing your brothers could never find out.
You were falling for their best friend.