Bokuto: Everyone has or has had a high school sweetheart, it’s a universal team experience!

Atsumu, laughing: I don’t think I ever had a high school sweetheart, only one huge crush… *trying to be subtle* Omi-Kun, what about you?

Sakusa tries to ignore them but his shoulders start to tremble giving him away. Bokuto, Hinata and Atsumu snap their necks towards him in bewilderment.

Hinata: No way! Who was it, who was it? Ushiwaka-San maybe?

Sakusa sighs with a forlorn gaze of great despair and mumbles a name. Atsumu leans ridiculously close causing Sakusa to wrinkle his nose and recoil.

Sakusa pulls down his mask, with every syllable dripping with disgust: Atsumu.

Atsumu beams: Yer lying!

Sakusa: I still have the dumb plushie Mori gave me…

Bokuto, Hinata and Atsumu in unison: Where!? Can I see it!? Show me!

Sakusa moves to the side revealing a plush figure of a younger style Atsumu hanging within his locker.