"That'd rule out anyone in Karasuno." Misaki says as Kozu sat up, helping Kuroo move Kimiko to lay down on the futon. "It'd rule out Karasuno? Aren't there more members in your club?" Kuroo asks though Aima shakes her head. "No, it's just us three." She says as a soft knock sounds on the door. "It's Daichi." Someone calls, making everyone tense as Kuroo stands up, being the biggest and strongest, opening the door. Everyone relaxed as they saw it was really Daichi, Kuroo stepping out of the way to let him in. Daichi glanced down, seeing Kimiko was asleep, quietly making his way over and giving Aima the club members phones. "That was quick." Aima says, and Daichi shrugs, taking a seat. "We were all together and nearby when you texted, everyone was worried about her so it didn't take much convincing." Daichi says as Aima gives everyone two phones to look through, not giving Daichi any. Everyone scrolls through the phones, each of them shaking their heads before handing them to Daichi. "So it's not Karasuno. I seriously doubt it would be her family, they want him as far as humanly possible." Aima says, beginning to nibble her thumb again.

"Can I get a little insight?" Daichi asks, setting the phones to the side and slowly looking over everyone. "It'll help me comfort Kimiko if the time comes, I don't need to know everything, just enough to know what I'm dealing with." Daichi says, and Aima lets out a slow breath. "Fine, but this stays between us, and it's best you don't go digging until Kimiko is ready." Aima says, Kuroo glancing around the hallway before closing the door. "There's a sick bad man after Kimiko. We're talking obsession, he's… he's a big part of why she doesn't like to be called Dancer, and a tiny part of why she was so scared to try the ribbons for so long. It's all… really, really fucked up. He somehow got the video, someone shared it to him apparently, though we've determined it's not any of us or the competitors… we think he knows that she goes to Karasuno now, so it's probably not anyone from Karasuno, but he might come seeking her out. Misaki and I have been doing our absolute best to watch the situation and offer help, but it's never really been a problem until he contacted her today." Aima says, dropping her hands into her lap, looking over at Misaki, who offers her a nod.

"We haven't been completely truthful with you Daichi-kun, you see, Misaki and I didn't just miraculously come up with this competition as an end of the year project. Yes, it needed to be done by the year, and it was a project, but it had nothing to do with school and everything to do with Kimiko. We're the only ones in the club, and no one is joining, and we both know that even if someone joined, they wouldn't understand Kimiko like we do. They wouldn't be able to help her and keep her safe, and we're going to be graduating. We couldn't leave her hanging like that, so… we made a plan, we found out that Kimiko played volleyball with her friend, and so we began thinking. She really liked playing volleyball, so if we somehow got her to open up to the club… if we could maybe find someone to protect her, to keep her safe, even though she's not ready for something more, and maybe find a way to open her up to the idea." Aima says softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "What better way to open up than by kissing people? We could show her that boys are nice, that they can make things fun. It can help her take away a bit of the fear." Aima says, giving Kimiko a guilty smile.