Kuroo's POV

Daichi turned around the corner with a raised eyebrow.

Probably surprised that I was with his f*cking girlfriend.

"Kuroo? I'm surprised to see you here." Daichi says, looking at me and to L/n who is now looking down on the ground avoiding our gaze.

He then walked up to L/n's side, wrapping a hand around her wait I felt my fist clenching on it's own.

"Don't be, I just bumped into L/n." I said, crossing my arms in front of my chest wanting to look like I was not bothered.

"Oh okay, by the way that was a great match earlier." He compliments with a smile.

I smiled back trying to show him that I appreciated his praise. But in the inside my insides were fuming.

The way his hand is wrapped around her, is making me lose my mind. And I don't know why.

"Thank you, I appreciate you coming." I said back.

Daichi nods at my reply then looks at L/n who was now looking at daichi.

"I found a nice restaurant down the streets, we should go there." Daichi suggests like I wasn't f*cking here.

Does he have to make plans when I'm right here? Is he gonna act like I'm not here? Well f*ck that.

"I'll see you soon daichi." I said, turning around. Want to leave the scene more than anything.

"Oh ok, see you soon to kuroo." I heard him say when I was moving away and away from them.

I can feel that stupid smile on his face.

I don't know why I feel like this, really. I didn't mean to cure like that in my head, but why the f*ck do I want to have my arms around her like that? Having her soft skin out like that isn't helping either.

I need to stop feeling like this, I promised myself not to think about her. But after knowing she's on a date with someone is making me lose my mind.

Damn these feelings.

Y/n's POV

"Shall we go now?" Daichi asks, turning to me as he held my hand while giving me a smile.

"Sure." I replied, feeling a small smile on my face.

Kuroo's words were still on my mind, what was he so angry about? I don't understand that guy. But I will make sure I'll shut him up and prove to him that there's no fight to begin with

I'm going to beat him on Mondays test, I'll rub it in his pathetic face.

Me and daichi got out of the building, walking out on the streets as we talked about our dislikes and likes. Trying to know more about each other.

Pushing away anymore thoughts about kuroo, I focused on daichi.

"By the way, what were you and kuroo talking about earlier? I heard you talking." He asks, turning his head to me I began to think about a smart excuse.

"Chemistry." I said, a few seconds later I realized how dumb it sounded as soon as it was out of my mouth.

"Chemistry?" He asks, confusion written all over his face.

"Chemistry... Project." I said, thanking my mind for working fast like this.

The least thing I wanted today was thinking and worrying about that darn rooster, daichi was here. Daichi is the only thing I will be focusing, for today.

"Oh." He says and proceeds to let out a chuckle.

"Where are we going by the way?" My turn to ask, wanting to move this topic to something more necseccary.

"A small restaurant I saw on the streets." He says.

I nodded and hummed in reply.

Watching the cars passed us by, I relaxed into the comfort of our hands interwined together.

I didn't expect this, I didn't expect to have someone hold my hands.

But I'm not complaining.

"Oh look, were already here." He says, giving me a smile before he stops walking.

I stopped walking too, looking at the small restaurant infront of us. We both went in, the warmness of the restaurant made contact with my cold body.

Daichi lead me to a table for two, we sat down at the chairs and soon the waiter came.

We both ordered our chosen food and then the waiter left.

"This is a very nice restaurant." I comment as I look around.

It was a traditional japan restaurant, it had a few customers. The warm atmosphere made it very comfortable to be in.

"I'm glad you like it." He says, looking at me with a smile on his face.

Turning my head towards him I gave him the same smile he gave me.

"So... Y/n, how do you know kuroo? Besides being in the same school with him?" He asks.

I appreciate him trying to start up a conversation, but why is kuroo's name have to be in the sentence? But it's daichi, I can trust him.

"We're classmates." I said, not wanting to give him unnecessary information.

"You two seemed pretty close." He says.

"It'd the opposite of that... We don't like each other's guts." I said, avoiding eye contact as I felt himself frowning his eyebrows.

"How so?" He asks, crossing his arms and leans in his chair.

"It's not a big of a deal, we just don't like each other." I said, an excuse to finish this topic and move on to another.

"Kuroo's a nice guy though." He says.

I sighed, knowing there's no way he would drop this topic. But I needed to understand right? He's my date, I need to entertain him. Because I truly feel something towards this guy.

"I just don't see it." I said but my voice was low.

"You're really cute." He suddenly says making me widen my eyes and feel the blush on my cheeks.

"You don't just say something like that out of no where." I said, completely flustered at the sudden compliment.

"What? It's true, Y/n you're the cutest." He says even more making me even go into a deeper shade of red.

I buried my face into my hands.

"Here's your food sir." Thankfully the waiter came, placing our food on the table as we thanked him.

The waiter walked off when the table was properly on the table.

"Daichi?" I called out

He hums while he takes a bite out of his food.

"Why do you like me?" I ask him.

He stops his movement for a second.

He looks like he was thinking on what to say.

I suddenly felt nervous.

He places hi chopsticks down gently and brought his hand to hold my hand, my heart warmed at the action.

"This may sound so cliché, but I felt it in me. When I saw you I felt my heart needing you." He says, making my heart faster than it should be.

"You're the prettiest girl I've ever seen, the most c---

"Just admit that you like the girl, kuroo." Kenma's voice boomed through the whole restaurant even if he was talking in his usual tone.

It felt like the world wanted me to hear that sentence.