Hands clapped in joy as (Y/N) and his group mates finally finished their report. After hearing some statements from their middle-aged teacher, the reporters took their seat as the instructor resumed the class.

(Y/N) had a class presentation to do before he was to meet with his relatively bright online friend, Oikawa Tooru, for the very first time. In that note, the (Hair/Colour)-haired male was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt and grey slacks, something which (Y/N) wouldn't normally wear.

He was a bit of the carefree type of guy when it came to fashion. He didn't care about what he'd be wearing. As long as it was enough to cover his entire body and it was comfortable, it was enough.

Though to be honest, (Y/N) did not want to personally meet with the apparent setter of Aoba Johsai, but because of that sense of commitment, he couldn't brush it off his system. After all, (Y/N) considered himself as someone who'd stick to something agreed upon.

Keyword: agreed upon. And, boy, how he hates himself right now, upholding that mind-set.

The bell signalling the end of classes rang a few minutes afterward, alerting (Y/N) to pack up his belongings - his laptop, his extension cord, and his tablet, before leaving for their meeting place - a nearby mall where Tooru would be waiting.

Unfortunately for him.


I guess I better contact that goofball.

Though completely against my will, I reached for my plain (Favourite/Colour) phone and looked for Tooru's name on my contact list. Finding the name 'Oikawa Tooru', I immediately typed in my message.

[(Y/N)]: My class just ended. I'm on my way. - Sent 16:50

Before I can even press the sleep button, my phone immediately lit up, showing that the brunette just replied.

He sure does type fast.

[Tooru]: Me, too. Practice just ended. Better prepare your money, (Y/N)-chan 'cuz I'm winning our bet! ヾ(≧∇≦*)ゝ- Received: 16:51

Hmph. Confident, aren't you.

[(Y/N)]: Oh, really? Just so you know, I never bet on something that I'd be losing. - Sent: 16:51

[Tooru]: Then, mark this day as the day you lose on a bet for the very first time! ٩(•̤̀ᵕ•̤́)٩(•̤̀ᵕ•̤́)૭ - Received: 16:51

[Tooru]: I am not ditching you, (Y/N). Believe that. - Received: 16:52

Easier said than done, Tooru-kun.

You're not someone who looks utterly repulsing that no one would want to stick with you unless it was for pity's sake.


As (Y/N) arrived at the supposed meeting place, the male decided to change his clothes for a while. Walking around the place with a somewhat sticky and sweaty semi-formal outfit did not appeal to him. So, he approached the nearest restroom and headed to the nearest stall, quickly zipping his bag open to start with his wardrobe change.

Few minutes after, he got out of the restroom, wearing one of his favourite shirt paired with a (colour that would match F/C) jogging pants, and contacted his bubbly friend.

[(Y/N)]: Where are you? Did you run off already? - Sent: 17:10

[Tooru]: Nope, (Y/N)-chan~~(/^▽^)/ Just did a bit of a wardrobe change. After all, I mustn't be sweaty when I win my prize, right?
That'll be so uncool.
✧٩(•́⌄•́๑) - Received: 17:11

[(Y/N)]: Go drown yourself in a lake. - Sent: 17:11

[Tooru]: Meanie!(ᗒᗩᗕ)՞ Then again, you're a tsundere, (Y/N)-chan~~o(≧∇≦o) - Received: 17:12

[(Y/N)]: D-Dare ga tsundere, Oobakawa Tooru! - Sent: 17:12

[Tooru]: H-Hidoi!(ᗒᗩᗕ)՞ - Received: 17:12

[Tooru]: You will so have to pay for the most expensive drink later, (Y/N)-chan! ᕙ(⇀‸↼‶)ᕗ You hurt me!( ´•̥̥̥ω•̥̥̥` ) ... Okay, that's it! - Received: 17:13

[(Y/N)]: What? You finally admit that I'm not worth your time? That I'm winning our bet, Mr. 'I'll definitely win our bet'? - Sent: 17:13

[Tooru]: No! When I see you, I will really make you eat your words!
I'm winning our bet! And make you realise... -
Received: 17:13

[Tooru]: That whatever you look like, whoever you are no one deserves to be alone!
I will shower you with my attention so much that you'd never want to be all by yourself ever again! -
Received: 17:14

[(Y/N)]:W-Wha? What are you talking about? - Sent: 17:14

[Tooru]: You think I haven't noticed it?
Your account picture. The constant refusals to send your photos or even answer my calls. The constant protests to cancel our meet-up.
You think I'll base our friendship with what you look or sound like, do you? -
Received: 17:15

[Tooru]: Well, you're wrong!
When I had that problem with my kouhai back then, your advice really helped me.
When I had those papers due the following day, you stayed up late and helped me do it even if you yourself had a presentation the next day.
Whenever I was down, you went out of your way to cheer me up with your emails.
And you never asked anything in return.

Do you really think I also choose my friends base on how they look, how they sound, or how they appear in public?
Well, let me tell you this... I don't care about those things. And neither should you. Be confident.

To hell with what others think!

You are you. I couldn't ask for a better friend. - Received: 17:16

[(Y/N)]: I-I'm leaving... - Sent: 17:19

"Oh no, you're not!"


Translations: (except Tsundere)

Dare ga tsundereWho's the tsundere?

Oobakawa - Mashup of two words/phrases: Oobaka [big idiot] and Oikawa [Oikawa Tooru]

Hidoi - Meanie