#fluff. again. yeah.

he's here again.

your attention shifts from your phone as you hear a familiar laughter coming from the entrance of the bus. even though a lot of students are boarding the bus, you spot him instantly. how could you not? his spiky white and black hair's so flashy. but you're not complaining - it's one of the things you like about him, after all.

you take your eyes off him before he sees you staring. he's standing in front of your seat, his back to you, and you feel your cheeks heat up.

"hello! you look happy today, too!"

"i'm l/n, from wanaka girls' high."

"please tell me your name sometime. i'd like to become friends with you."

at least, that's what you'd say if you had any courage. but you don't.

your phone vibrates as you receive a message from your friend. as you type a reply, you overhear his friend talking.

"...dy for training camp?"

"hey, hey! i'm as ready as can be! this time i'm aiming for the top spiker spot!" he grins at his friend. spiker, huh? he probably plays volleyball...

"rather than that, you should aim for passing your tests, bokuto-san." his friend, reserved as ever, bluntly replies.

bokuto. is that his last name? his name sounds so cool. what could be his first name, you wonder?

bokuto-san and his friend seem to be really close. you can't help but chuckle. you immediately regret doing that when you feel a set of eyes upon you. you quickly pretend like you were laughing at something at your phone and not eavesdropping on them.

"wanaka...girls' high..." you hear him say. looking up from your phone, you see him staring at you, but he quickly breaks eye contact, his ears reddening.

oh. oh no. he was definitely talking about you. did he hear you chuckle? what if thought you were weird? does he think you're weird?

your thoughts are cut off when your phone vibrates, and you see your friend's ID pop up.

//

'oh, god. she definitely saw you staring. she definitely thinks you're weird. is she still looking at me?' bokuto looks back. 'she's not. phew.'

it's not like bokuto to panic like that. weird.

bokuto notices akaashi staring at him. his eyes flicker to the girl behind him, and akaashi quickly notices. akaashi's eyebrows lift.

'is he smirking?!' bokuto thinks. akaashi always sees through him.

"ah... the new café in marui plaza? you want to go there?" bokuto overhears her say. he glances back and sees her talking to someone on her phone. her friend, maybe?

new cafe? in...marui plaza, huh? oh. should he tell her? she might get weirded out.

bokuto looks at akaashi beside him. he just got an idea.

"oi, akaashi. that new café in marui plaza, bamboo forest, was it?"

"mm." akaashi nods.

"it's closed on tuesdays, right? so if we go there today... it'd be closed, right? right?"

akaashi, seeing the huge grin in bokuto's face, looks over at the girl behind him. 'could he be more obvious?' akaashi thinks.

"yes, it would."

bokuto, feeling so obviously happy at his 'genius' plan of indirectly telling the girl the shop was closed, slyly glances behind him.

she's grinning. really hard. that's...cute. she's cute. bokuto feels his grin widening.

"i heard the café's closed on tuesdays. do you wanna go there tomorrow instead?" he hears her say.

//

"there's our stop." bokuto-san's friend says, catching your attention. already? oh, man.

you want him to stay a bit longer. maybe you could talk to him? that thing earlier, he was trying to help you, right? that means he doesn't think you're weird! you can talk to him! it's now or never!

"...bye..." you mutter. it catches his attention. you two stare at each other for a second, and his mouth slowly forms a huge grin.