𝙷𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚗|𝗼𝘀𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗮

ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇʀ

Osamu walked the halls of sports education, or whatever it was truly called.Having so many majors for sports really made the separate college buildings confusing.

He clutched the freshly printed schedule in his hand, Suna Rintarou printed in the top
left corner in bold black letters.

When Atsumu said flirt, he had not idea it meant knowing Suna's every move.

"Imagine how that omi-omi feels" Osamu shudders, turning another hall "getting stalked
everywhere he goes"

Atsumu suddenly had the idea to get Suna's schedule printed out."Pretty easy" he
quoted since it was already in his phone from the beginning of the year.

"I guess they are friends....?"Osamu says to no one but himself.

Another turn and another.

The halls of sports education shouldn't be this long.Maybe good exercise for the athletes
and there strong, long legs, but Osamu quit this life his senior year in high school.

People watched him roam the halls, some whispering and some waving, which he gave
a wave back out the corner of his eye.

Guess being the mysterious twin of Miya Atsumu really got you somewhere.

His eyesight was glued to the buildings walls, looking at each classroom number to find
a specific one.

167, 168, 169...

The list went on until he reached Suna's math classroom right as the bell rang.

180

Kids flooded out the classroom and Osamu almost thought he was gonna get
trampled.Literally.

He knew math was hard but the way these kids left, it made it look like they were
being chased by a murderer.

'I did wanna see that scary movie this Saturday'

Maybe because there athletes, that was a smart way to think about it.Atsumu was exactly the same but in every subject, from high school up until now.

Once the flood of students stop, Osamu peeked his head into the room.He was pretty
sure he hadn't seen Suna run out.

Suna didn't seem like one to run without it being necessary.

Barley seemed like one to run at all, but I guess sports had a hidden 'running' in the
spelling.

"What are you doing here"

Osamu snaps his head to the back of the class, still only poking his head in as he
saw Suna packing up.The guy wasn't even looking at him but he could tell the
twin was there.

"Woah, do ya have like a third eye or somethin"Osamu coo's.

Suna just hums, adjusting his back pack onto his back before walking to the door, and
then last Osamu.

"Get your ass out the air, they'll think it's another door to walk through" Suna mumbles.

Osamu looks back at Suna with a smirk, seeing the the taller waiting for him with a
neutral expression.

(A/n: I forgot which ones an inch taller so bear with me 😪)

"Don't be that way SunaRin, ya know ya love me"Osamu whines, catching up to step with him.
"Now you sound like your brother" Suna rolls his eyes.

Osamu crosses his arms and shrugs his shoulders, he'd already tucked the schedule in Tom
his pocket in advance.He wouldn't know what to say if Suna asked why he had it.

Well, there was always the option to blame his brother.

But karma was a thing and he lived it year round dealing with Atsumu.

"Next class" Osamu asked, he already knew.

Suna watched him out the corner of his eye, nose scrunched up in a way of asking why.

"So I can walk ya of course!" Osamu says cheerfully, playfully pushing the tallers
shoulder.

"Your really trying for a home run aren't you" Suna sighs.
"Metaphors, I like your style Sunarin"
"Nerd"

Osamu watches as Suna opens his phone and flicks through his camera, finding
and showing his schedule to Osamu.

Although, Osamu barely pays attention to that, noticing the reminder at the top of
Suna's screen.

Reminders: Scrimmage with Karasuno at 5:00 p.m

"I'll be there" Osamu says, pointing to the reminder as he registers it in his mind.

He laughs as Suna groans, tucking his phone back away with a roll of his eyes.His
thinner eyes holding the same expression they always did.

Bored.

Uninterested.

"Keep your word 'Samu"

Osamu wanted his eyes to show a little more emotion than that.

Maybe even towards himself.

Though, he didn't know what love means, and he most definitely doesn't know what he's getting himself into.

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I just realized that I put so much more details into my angst books and this is just bleh bleh bleh.

Finna go on heavy editing for these next chapters

Toodles noodles