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[ 10:35 AM ] KUROO TETSURŌ

“will you stop looking at me like that?”

the grin on kuroo’s face widens as he attempts to shake his hair away from his face.

“like what?” he challenges, casually leaning against the teacher’s desk.

you huff, wiping the chalkboard with more tenacity than you did before. “you tell me.”

the dark-haired boy raises an eyebrow at you, “i don’t know what you mean.”

you turn towards him, momentarily forgetting the task at hand.

kuroo tetsurō is a mess of long, ungraceful limbs and scruffy, unkempt hair. the easy grin he often sports on his lips is one that all the chirpy underclassmen fawn over. with his laidback personality and flashy position as the volleyball club’s captain, he’s easily dubbed as one of the popular guys in school.

long story short, he’s got no business staring at you like that. the student athlete and the class rep don’t exactly ‘hang out’ with each other.

“if you keep looking at me like that people are gonna talk!” you cross your arms in front of your chest, tapping your foot impatiently.

he mirrors your actions and takes a step closer to you, and it takes all of your willpower to stop your cheeks from heating up.

“why would they talk, hm?” the grin never leaving his face. annoying.

kuroo’s intense gaze makes you feel entirely exposed. you look to the side, avoiding his eyes.

“well i don’t know,” you mumble, scrunching your nose. “you look like you’re in love with me or something.”

you expected kuroo to laugh at your face; to sneer at you, maybe, for saying something as ridiculous as that.

but just like always, he never fails to surprise you.

you’re not sure if it’s just a trick of the light, but you see his eyes softening, a genuine smile slowly replacing the sleazy grin on his lips.

“well what if i am?” kuroo bites the side of his cheek. “what if i am in love with you?”

you narrow your eyes at him, your heart thumping loudly against your chest, sending warm vibrations through your whole body.

you wait for him to burst into laughter, to point you to a video camera and say ‘ha! gotcha’; for him to tell you that this is all a sick joke of his—a prank. but the moment never came.

he looks at you expectantly, but the smile on his lips slowly falls off the longer you take to reply to his sudden confession.

the warmth on your face has started to become almost unbearable, and in attempt to calm yourself down, you return to the task you were doing before he came and dropped a huge bomb on you.

“well maybe i like you too,” you mutter, angrily wiping the board once more.

kuroo’s face lights up at this, the charming curve of his lips returning.

“so is that a yes to going out with me, pres?” he pokes at your cheek, using the nickname he gave you all those months ago.

back then, you assumed that he was just using said name to rile you up; to make fun of you, perhaps. but today, hearing him utter the nickname with a soft smile on his face, it sounds endearing, almost.

“oh shut up.”