A new phone wasn’t always a bad thing, unless the reason you had to get a new phone was because your best friend of literally forever broke yours by throwing into the middle of the street to get run over because you weren’t paying attention to what he was saying - then maybe it was a bad thing.  But seeing as his phone had been literally destroyed, Oikawa had to input all the numbers manually and from memory - Iwa-chan’s was easy enough to remember, and Mattsun’s wasn’t too difficult either. Not to mention he was pretty sure he got Makki’s right. At least, he thought he did.

Ya-ho, Makki~ Iwa-chan destroyed my phone like the meanie he is. (o｀з’*) They changed my number this time, too. You needed it, right~? (＾∀＾)

Makki would obviously know that his text was him; he didn’t know anyone else who texted the same way he did.

tobetai

Hinami was bouncing on the balls of her feet as she stood outside the school's front door, clutching her phone in her hands. She could barely contain her excitement, and she ignored the confused stares she got from other students on their way home. Today, she and Tadashi were supposed to go book shopping—a routine outing of theirs, naturally. He was in one of his advanced classes, while Hinami was, well, not, so they were going to meet at the entrance to the school to walk to a bookstore they both liked. But Hinami's classroom was closer to the door than his was, so she got there first. She checked her phone compulsively for the time, seeing that barely a minute had passed since she'd last checked it. She groaned under her breath, anticipating being surrounded by the scent of newly printed books and not wanting to wait any longer.