By lunch, it had spread like wildfire.

The rumor was simple. Apparently, someone had seen you and Kuroo Tetsurou behind the gymnasium after school last week. Too close. Talking too quietly. Looking at each other in a way that rivals weren't supposed to.

By the time the last class ended, the story had evolved. You were dating. Had been for weeks. Maybe months. The two people who argued over everything, who competed over exam scores, who couldn't stand to be in the same room without trading barbs—were together.

You'd spent the entire day denying it. Rolling your eyes. Laughing it off. Telling people they were insane.

And now, as you step out of the classroom into the emptying hallway, you see him.