This sorta quick update is totally unlike the procrastinator me but since it's spring break why not update as much as I can? ^_^

Kageyama stepped out of his apartment building. A chilly wind blasted him in the face, and a depressing gray landscape lay before him. Damn, it's the beginning of March, why does it still feel like it's the middle of December? He pulled up the zipper on his jacket and burrowed one hand into his coat pocket. The other hand, white from the cold, held The Book. The book that absolutely ruined and completed Kageyama's life simultaneously.

To put it gently, he was a mess. He had stayed up until about one in the morning reading the book, then he had just laid in bed, cried, and just mulled over everything, unable to fall asleep because HIS FAVORITE SERIES OF ALL TIME HAS ENDED. FOREVER. And the ending was NOT the satisfying wrap-up he was hoping for. He was forced to get up after a few hours of restless sleep, because he had classes the next morning. I hate Mondays.

Kageyama grumbled to himself. He clearly wasn't in the mood to do anything besides eat comfort food and sleep, but he had made a deal. Though I was forced into it. After rooting around through his coat pocket, he found the crumpled piece of paper the boy had given him. Kageyama squinted at the scribbling.

Hinata Shouyou! :D 115-621-1628!

Hinata… Shouyou. So that's his name. Shouyou. That's a really pretty name.

STOP! Why are you so interested in his name? Just look at his excessive exclamation point usage and unneeded smiley face. Ugh, his writing sounds way too cheerful. Kageyama pushed away his other thoughts (that totally were not because of the romance books he's read), took out his phone, and tapped out a short text to him. It's Kageyama. I'll be there in 10 min.

He shoved the note and his phone back into his pocket, sighed, and started walking down the sidewalk. It's gonna be a long day…

"Kageyama~!" A voice sang. Kageyama looked up, and saw the boy, disheveled and wearing pajamas and a coat (does he have regular clothes?) in front of the library door. He seemed to be playing a game with the automatic sliding doors, freezing in a weird karate pose, then quickly jumping out of the way to get the doors to open. What is with him? Kageyama shook his head in embarrassment. He did not want to be associated with this person.

"Mhmmm." Kageyama grumbled in response, and held out the book as he warily walked towards Hinata. "Here, I'm sorta in a rush, so I gotta go." Hinata leaped out of his praying mantis (?) pose with a "HAI—YAA!" (oh god don't let anyone see me with him) and reached out his arms, his hands shaking with excitement.

"I. AM. SO. EXCITED." Hinata whisper-shouted as he took the book and admired the cover art. He looked up at Kageyama, who was trying to inch away without being noticed, and flinched when Hinata's glittering gold eyes stared straight through him. "Thank you, Kageyama!"

"It's… it's no problem." Kageyama felt uncomfortable as Hinata continued to hold his gaze firmly. It felt like he was staring into his soul, digging deeper within him to reveal his hidden thoughts. Usually, people would be too scared of Kageyama's scary demeanor to stare into his eyes (they think I'm Medusa or something), but Hinata was not. Kageyama couldn't bring himself to break off their eye contact for a very long and awkward five seconds. He looks tired… there are shadows under his eyes. But he's still really perky… "Ah, um, I'm in a hurry, so I'll be going." He tore his eyes away before the situation could get any worse and slunk down the sidewalk with his eyes lowered, resisting the urge to look back at Hinata, who yelled, "I'll return it for you! Byee Kageyamaa!"

Kageyama begrudgingly raised his hand in acknowledgement as he walked down the sidewalk, and quietly to himself, just so he could test it out, he whispered, "Bye, Hinata." The name rolled off, slipped off his tongue so naturally, and was carried away the cold wind. "Hinata. Hinata." He repeated it a few times. It almost sounded musical on his lips as it floated away into the air.

"YEAH? WATCHU CALLING MY NAME FOR?" A voice squawked indignantly behind him.

"I WASN'T!" Kageyama's face flushed with embarrassment, and he started to speedwalk down the sidewalk, trying to get away as fast as he could, until he tripped over a crack in the path and he heard a faint snort from behind him. Completely pissed off once again, he stomped away.

Ugh, again?! Why do my encounters with him always end like this?

But suddenly, Kageyama remembered something that should be occupying his thoughts, something way more important: The Book. How did I completely forget about the most significant thing in the world for the past few minutes, just because I was preoccupied with Hinata? Argh! Get a hold on yourself! Kageyama pinched his arm.

For the rest of the day, throughout his classes, he determinedly analyzed the plot line and character development in The Book, and did not think about a certain orange-haired, bubbly, crazy, and very fascinating boy.

Nope. Definitely not.

Logic would say that there's no chance for them to ever meet again. But Kageyama knew, as luck would have it, he'd probably see him again. Because that's just how shitty my life is.

I'd just like to say this is a college AU fic but I won't really be delving deep into the whole college thing (I'm probably not qualified to talk about that :P) since this mostly focuses on Kageyama's and Hinata's interactions outside of their studies.

Also, extra brownie points to those who figure out why I chose those numbers for Hinata's phone number (*≧▽≦)

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