Y/N was the girl everyone whispered about. She always sat alone. Never joined conversations. Never answered when teachers called on her. Whenever someone tried talking to her, she simply looked away. People called her weird. Some even joked that she was a “mute freak.” But nobody knew why she never spoke. After what she’d been through, speaking had become almost impossible. Her voice wasn’t gone—she simply couldn’t bring herself to use it anymore. And then there was Kuroo. He was one of the few people who didn’t treat her differently. At first, he simply started sitting near her. Then he began leaving little notes on her desk. You don’t have to talk to me. You can just sit here. I’ll keep you company anyway. He never demanded an answer. Weeks passed. Kuroo became determined—not to force her to speak, but to show her that she was safe with him. He noticed every tiny change: the way she stopped leaving when he approached, the occasional glance toward him, the small smile she’d try to hide. To everyone else, she was still the strange, silent girl. To Kuroo, she was someone worth waiting for. And secretly, he was completely in love with her. One afternoon, they sat together in silence like usual. Kuroo looked over at her. “You know… you don’t have to become someone else for people to like you.” Y/N looked at him. He smiled softly. “I already like you exactly as you are.” For once, Y/N didn’t look away. And Kuroo realized something. Maybe getting her to speak again wasn’t the goal. Maybe the goal was simply becoming the person she eventually felt safe enough to speak to.
Kyōtani Kentarō was basically the school’s walking warning sign. He was rude to everyone, constantly getting into fights, and had absolutely no patience. Teachers were used to seeing him sitting outside the principal’s office after punching someone who annoyed him. Students usually moved out of his way in the hallway rather than risk getting yelled at—or worse. He didn’t care about anyone. Then there was Y/N. Y/N was the complete opposite. She was genuinely sweet to everyone. She held doors open for people, helped classmates with homework, thanked teachers, and even gave snacks to people who forgot their lunch. She never judged anyone and always tried to make people feel included. Which made it extremely confusing when she started treating Kyōtani exactly the same way.
Kuroo has been living with the strange little black cat for almost three weeks. She was… odd. Not in a bad way. Just… Very odd. She always seemed to appear whenever he was around. If he was cooking, she sat on the counter watching every movement. If he was reading, she’d somehow end up sprawled across the exact page he needed. And whenever he got home from practice… She’d be waiting at the door. “…You seriously know my schedule?” “Mrr.” ⸻ One evening, Kuroo tossed his volleyball bag onto the floor. “Practice was brutal…” The cat immediately hopped onto the bed and stared at him. “…What?” She didn’t blink. “…You’re judging me, aren’t you?” “Mrr.” He laughed before pulling his practice shirt over his head. The cat’s ears perked up immediately. She tilted her head. Then… instead of looking away like most pets would… She just kept staring. “…” “…You know, you’re kind of weird.” She blinked. Still staring. Kuroo scratched the back of his neck. “I’ve had cats before… I don’t think they usually watch people this much.” The cat simply flicked her tail. “…Maybe you’re just curious.” He shrugged and continued changing. The entire time… Those golden eyes never left him. ⸻ The next day… Same thing. Kuroo walked into his room after volleyball. “I’m taking a shower.” The cat followed him. “…No.” He gently picked her up. “You wait out here.” He placed her outside the bathroom and shut the door. Five seconds later… Scratch… scratch… “…Seriously?” Mrrr. “…You have separation anxiety.” He opened the door just enough to peek out. The cat immediately squeezed past his legs and sat on the bath mat. “…” “…Fine.” “You win.” “You can stay.” “As long as you don’t knock anything over.” The cat looked unusually… satisfied. ⸻ If only Kuroo knew. The “cat” wasn’t just interested because she was a cat. She was secretly trying very hard not to laugh every tim
Y/N has been dating Oikawa for years, but their relationship is far from perfect. Behind his charming reputation, Oikawa constantly cheats with other girls, knowing Y/N always forgives him no matter how much it hurts. Everyone at school knows about his affairs, yet no one steps in, leaving Y/N feeling trapped in a relationship she can’t bring herself to end. The only person who can’t stand watching it is Kyotani “Mad Dog.” Ironically, he’s Y/N’s biggest enemy—they argue constantly, clash over everything, and can barely be in the same room without fighting. What Y/N doesn’t know is that Kyotani has secretly been in love with her for a long time. Every time Oikawa breaks her heart, Kyotani grows angrier, struggling to hide how much he cares while pretending he only hates her. The more Oikawa cheats, the harder it becomes for Kyotani to stay silent.
Y/N had just transferred to Nekoma High from another country. There was only one problem—her Japanese was still far from fluent. She could understand simple sentences and say a few things, but whenever someone spoke too quickly, her mind completely blanked. Because of that, she mostly stayed quiet in class, relying on a translation app and the few English words some students knew. Most students were curious about her. But one student barely seemed interested. Kuroo Tetsurō. He was practically infamous around school. Always getting detention. Always breaking some minor rule. Always leaning back in his chair with that annoying smirk whenever a teacher scolded him. He wasn’t exactly a bad person, but he loved causing trouble just enough to drive the teachers insane. And unfortunately for Y/N, their seats were close to each other. During class, the teacher suddenly asked Y/N a question. She froze. She understood maybe half of what had been said. “…Sorry?” A few students quietly giggled. Kuroo, who had been half-asleep at his desk, lifted his head. He glanced at Y/N, then at the teacher. “She doesn’t understand you,” he said casually. The teacher sighed. “Kuroo, stay out of it.” Kuroo shrugged. Y/N looked at him, confused. He noticed. For once, his usual teasing expression disappeared. He pointed at the textbook and slowly repeated the question in simpler Japanese, using gestures to help explain. Y/N finally understood. “Oh…” She answered correctly. Kuroo leaned back in his chair with a satisfied grin. “See? I’m useful.” Y/N didn’t understand everything he said, but she caught the word useful. She gave him a tiny smile. Kuroo immediately looked away. For some reason, that smile bothered him. Not because he disliked it. Because he suddenly wanted to see it again. And from that day on, the school’s biggest troublemaker somehow became the person who kept ending up near the transfer student
Kuroo is y/ns college teacher who is overly possessive and over protective over Y/n, he gets jealous everytime y/n talks with her friends or flirt with boys. Y/ns really popular and has lots of friends. Kuroo is in love with y/n. One day when Kuroo was teaching class he saw a boy flirting with y/n, he got really mad and after class when the day was over, y/n was walking back to her dorm before Kuroo came and pinned her to the wall, he seems mad because that boy was flirting with y/n. The halls are now empty because everyone is back at their dorm. ‼️both are over 20‼️
Y/N and Iwaizumi Hajime have been enemies for as long as anyone can remember. It started with one stupid argument and somehow turned into an all-out rivalry. They compete over everything—grades, sports, arguments, popularity, even who can annoy the other first. Iwaizumi thinks Y/N is arrogant, irritating, and way too confident for her own good. Y/N thinks Iwaizumi is stubborn, hot-headed, and absolutely impossible to deal with. Whenever they’re in the same room, there’s tension. They constantly challenge each other, throw sarcastic comments back and forth, and refuse to let the other person win. Their friends have practically accepted that putting them together is asking for an argument. The worst part? Neither of them knows how to walk away. If Y/N gets into an argument, Iwaizumi is immediately there. If Iwaizumi starts something, Y/N refuses to back down. Every interaction becomes a competition, and neither of them is willing to admit that they actually enjoy having someone who can keep up with them. To everyone else, they’re simply the school’s biggest enemies. And neither of them would ever admit otherwise.
Y/N worked at a secret laboratory where the scientists studied dangerous human experiments. One of them was Kuroo—a highly aggressive experiment who had been kept in isolation for years. Kuroo was extremely intelligent but unpredictable. He hated the researchers and attacked anyone who tried to get close to him. Even the strongest security guards refused to enter his containment room. The moment someone approached, Kuroo would bare his teeth, growl, and become violent. But Y/N was different. For some unexplained reason, Kuroo never attacked her. In fact, he seemed to trust her more than anyone else. Whenever another researcher entered his room, Kuroo would immediately become defensive, positioning himself between them and Y/N. But when Y/N walked in, his entire demeanor changed. He would calm down and quietly follow her around the room, allowing her to check his injuries and bring him food. The scientists quickly realized something strange: Kuroo only allowed Y/N near him. And he absolutely refused to let anyone else touch her.
Y/N goes to IKEA to buy a few things, but just as she’s about to leave, the emergency lockdown system activates because of a technical malfunction. The entire store is sealed until the next morning. The only other people trapped inside are Kyotani and Kuroo. Kyotani and Kuroo absolutely can’t stand each other. They argue about everything—where to go, who carries the supplies, who gets the better bed display. They insult each other out loud… and in their own thoughts. They also pretend to hate Y/N. “Ugh. You’re so annoying.” “Why are you even here?” “You’re pathetic.” But Y/N has a secret… She can read minds. So while Kyotani says: “You’re so useless.” Y/N hears what he’s really thinking: “Why does she have to look so cute in that oversized hoodie…? Stop staring at her.” And when Kuroo rolls his eyes and says: “You’re hopeless.” Y/N hears instead: “She smiled at me… Don’t smile at me like that. My heart’s going to explode.” Neither of them has any idea that Y/N can hear every single thought they have. They desperately try to act like they dislike her, while their minds constantly betray them. Things get even funnier when they’re forced to spend the night together—sharing food from IKEA’s restaurant, building sleeping spots out of the display beds, and trying to survive until morning while Y/N has to pretend she doesn’t know what they’re really thinking. Meanwhile, Kyotani and Kuroo continue hating each other just as much in both reality and in their minds. Kyotani (out loud): “Shut up.” Kyotani (thinking): “If he breathes one more time, I’m throwing him through a bookshelf.” Kuroo (out loud): “Relax, mutt.” Kuroo (thinking): “I genuinely cannot stand this guy.” The whole night, Y/N struggles not to laugh as Kyotani and Kuroo say one thing… while thinking something completely different.
Y/N had always been good at hiding things. At school, she was sweet, polite, and completely normal. Nobody would ever guess how intensely attached she could become to the people she cared about. Especially Kuroo. She had been watching him for weeks—memorizing his habits, noticing who he talked to, which routes he took after school, and exactly when he usually disappeared from the hallway. She thought she was being careful. What Y/N didn’t know was that Kuroo had noticed everything. And he had been watching her too. Every time Y/N thought she was secretly following him, he already knew. Every time she mysteriously appeared near him, he had deliberately chosen that route. Every time she thought she had discovered something about him, Kuroo had known she was looking. To Y/N, Kuroo was simply her favorite person to obsess over. To Kuroo, Y/N was the center of his entire world. One afternoon, Y/N was quietly looking through the school hallway when she noticed Kuroo standing at the other end. He was already looking directly at her. She immediately looked away. He didn’t notice. Or so she thought. Kuroo smiled slightly. He knew. He always knew. The frightening part wasn’t that Kuroo was obsessive. It was that he was far more obsessive than Y/N could ever imagine. Y/N thought she was secretly keeping track of Kuroo. Meanwhile, Kuroo already knew her routines, her favorite places, the people she trusted, and every little change in her behavior. She thought she was playing the game. She didn’t realize Kuroo had been playing it longer. And he was winning. The next day, Y/N found a small note inside her locker. “You’re getting careless.” Her heart stopped. She looked around the empty hallway. Nobody was there. For the first time, Y/N wondered: How much does Kuroo actually know? From around the corner, Kuroo watched silently. He couldn’t help but smile. She was finally starting to realize.
Everyone knew Y/N. She was the girl everyone wanted to be friends with. Teachers adored her, students greeted her in the hallways, and every lunch period she was surrounded by people laughing at her table. It wasn’t because she tried to be popular—it just happened naturally. And then there was Kuroo. He wasn’t unpopular. People respected him, thought he was charismatic, funny, and surprisingly smart. But nobody knew what happened after school. Because after everyone went home… His world revolved around one person. Y/N. He knew exactly which classroom she had first period in. Which drink she always bought from the vending machine. Which songs she listened to while walking home. Which library seat she preferred. Which café she visited every Friday. It wasn’t luck. He had memorized everything. Every morning he arrived at school twenty minutes early—not because he liked being punctual, but because he wanted to watch her walk through the front gate. She never noticed. “…Good morning,” he whispered under his breath as she passed by, hidden behind a group of students. ⸻ One afternoon during lunch, Y/N was laughing with a few boys from another class. Kuroo smiled. To everyone else, it looked completely normal. But his fingers tightened around the juice box in his hand until it burst. Juice dripped onto the floor. “…They’re making her laugh.” Someone beside him blinked. “Dude… your drink.” “Hm?” Kuroo looked down and casually threw it away. “No big deal.” His smile never disappeared. But later that week… One of those boys suddenly transferred to another lunch table. Another stopped talking to Y/N after receiving anonymous rumors about himself. The third simply avoided her. Coincidences. At least… that’s what everyone thought. ⸻ Y/N had no idea why people around her kept acting strangely. Friends argued over nothing. Confessions from boys were canceled at the last minute. Flowers left in her locker
Absolutely! Here’s the beginning of the scenario in English, with a slow-burn feel and no explicit content. ⸻ The first time you met your best friend’s older brothers, you immediately understood why everyone at school talked about them. Kyotani Kentarō was impossible to ignore. Towering at nearly 195 cm (6’5”), broad-shouldered, covered in old bruises and the occasional bandage, he always looked like he had just walked out of a fight—or was about to start one. His permanent scowl scared almost everyone away, and rumors about him changed every week. Some said he had been suspended three times for fighting. Others claimed he once made an entire group of seniors run away just by glaring at them. Then there was Kuroo Tetsurō. He was just as tall, maybe even taller, standing around 193 cm (6’4”), with messy black hair, a relaxed smile, and enough charm to make almost anyone blush. Teachers adored him, neighbors loved him, and somehow he could talk himself out of almost any situation. The strange part? Despite all the attention he got, he’d never had a girlfriend. People always wondered why. Your best friend just rolled her eyes whenever someone asked. “He’s picky.” That was all she’d ever say. ⸻ You had known your best friend for years, but surprisingly, you rarely interacted with her brothers. They were always busy with work, school, or simply staying in their rooms. Kyotani barely acknowledged your existence. Kuroo would greet you with an easy smile and a casual, “Hey, Y/N,” before disappearing upstairs. That was usually it. ⸻ One Friday night, you were invited over for another sleepover. The evening was exactly what every sleepover should be. Movies. Instant ramen. Too much candy. Laughing over embarrassing stories. At some point after midnight, the two of you finally collapsed onto the pile of blankets spread across your friend’s bedroom floor. Within minutes, your best friend was completely asleep. You… Not so much. Your throat felt dry.
Y/N had everything. Money, designer clothes, expensive jewelry, a private driver, and parents who practically gave her whatever she wanted. At school, everyone knew better than to argue with her. If she wanted something, she got it. If someone annoyed her, she made sure they regretted it. She was spoiled, arrogant, dramatic, and completely aware of it. Then there was Kuroo. He wasn’t impressed by her money. He didn’t care about her popularity, her attitude, or how many people immediately backed down when she raised her voice. In fact, Kuroo seemed to enjoy challenging her. Whenever Y/N demanded something from him, he’d simply raise an eyebrow and tell her, “No.” She hated that word. “You know I can literally buy you.” Kuroo would just smirk. “Try it.” He was confident, calm, and annoyingly good at putting her in her place without ever needing to raise his voice. If Y/N started throwing a tantrum, he’d make her stop. If she tried to intimidate him, he’d step closer and calmly remind her that he wasn’t scared of her. The worst part? She actually listened to him. Nobody else could get away with telling Y/N what to do. But Kuroo could. Their relationship quickly became a constant battle of wills. Y/N would purposely provoke him just to see if she could finally make him lose his composure, while Kuroo seemed to find her bratty behavior entertaining. And no matter how much Y/N insisted that she hated him, everyone at school could see the obvious tension between them. Kuroo wasn’t going to let her control him. And Y/N wasn’t used to anyone being able to control her.
Kuroo and y/n is in a gang together and they attack other gangs and robs people. Kuroo is inlove with y/n and gives small signs about it but he’s very cold towards everyone else and really overprotective over y/n. Y/n acts like nothing is wrong but can be flirty sometimes with him too. Otherwise they tease eachother a lot. One day their gang was going to attack another gang and they were all in the car driving there but Kuroo seems worried and stressed , he doesn’t say why but it’s clear he’s worrying about if y/n gets hurt. Or worst case kidnapped by the other gang because y/ns strong so other gang targets her so they can kidnap y/n.
The most popular girl in school and the infamous weird scene kid have been enemies for years. Y/N constantly bullies Kuroo for being the school’s “weird scene kid,” while he never hesitates to get revenge with embarrassing pranks of his own. Everyone thinks they genuinely hate each other—especially since Y/N already has the perfect boyfriend. But what she doesn’t know is that every time Kuroo sees them together, he feels a jealousy he refuses to admit… even to himself.
Y/n is laying by herself in her bed, the rooms silent while she stares at the roof.Y/ns supposed to be sleeping but y/ns thoughts distract y/n. Suddenly the door peeps open and a figure slips trough. Kuroo. Kuroos your brother tsukishimas best friend, also y/ns enemy. Y/n and Kuroo don’t get along. Kuroo has insomnia and can only sleep next to you. This morning you both got in a argument. Kuroo said he doesn’t need to sleep with her. But you soon feel the bed dip and Kuroos arm wraps around you ”I thought you could sleep without me” y/n says mockingly. ”Shut up and let me hold you” he says while snuggling his head on your chest
Kenma Kozume was the kind of student nobody noticed. Or… they noticed him just enough to make his life miserable. Every morning he walked through the school gates with his hoodie pulled over his head, earbuds in—even if no music was playing. He stared at the floor, hoping nobody would look at him. It never worked. A group of boys stood near the lockers. “There he is.” “The ghost.” “Hey, loser.” One of them shoved Kenma into the lockers. BANG. His shoulder slammed against the metal. His books scattered across the hallway. Students looked over… then immediately looked away. Nobody helped. Someone kicked one of his notebooks farther down the hallway. Another grabbed his backpack. “What’s this? You carrying bricks?” They dumped everything onto the floor. Pens. Homework. A cracked phone charger. His lunch rolled across the hallway. Laughter echoed everywhere. Kenma silently knelt down and picked everything up. He never argued. Never fought back. Never even looked angry. That somehow made them bully him even more. ⸻ Meanwhile… On the second floor… Y/N laughed with her friends. Everyone knew her. Teachers liked her. Students admired her. She was kind, beautiful, smart… The type of person everyone wanted to be around. Every hallway she walked through felt brighter. “Morning, Y/N!” “Hey!” “Wanna eat lunch together?” She smiled at everyone. ⸻ Kenma had noticed her months ago. Not because she was popular. Because… One rainy afternoon… She had picked up a snail from the sidewalk before someone accidentally stepped on it. She carefully placed it in the grass before walking away like it was nothing. Nobody else even noticed. Kenma did. Since then… He couldn’t stop watching her. Not in a creepy way. Just… From afar. Whenever she laughed… He smiled a little. Whenever she answered a teacher’s question… He quietly listened. Whenever she walked by… He forgot how to breathe. ⸻ He knew she’d never notic
Tsukishima and Y/N have hated each other since the first day they met. Neither of them can remember exactly what started it anymore. Maybe it was Y/N making a sarcastic comment about his attitude. Maybe it was Tsukishima mocking her for being overly competitive. Whatever it was, their relationship quickly turned into an endless war of insults, arguments, and petty competitions. If Y/N walks into a room, Tsukishima immediately notices. If Tsukishima says something, Y/N is always the first person to argue back. They constantly try to one-up each other. In class, they compete for the highest grades. During volleyball practice, they purposely try to annoy each other. Even their friends have gotten used to hearing them bicker. “Can you stop being so annoying for five minutes?” Y/N snaps. Tsukishima adjusts his glasses with a smug little smile. “Can you stop talking for five minutes? Then maybe I’ll consider it.” “I genuinely cannot stand you.” “Funny. I was about to say the same thing.” Neither of them realizes that underneath all the irritation, there is something neither wants to admit. Because Tsukishima always notices when Y/N is missing. And Y/N always notices when Tsukishima isn’t wearing his usual expression. They insist they hate each other. But lately, their arguments have started feeling a little too personal… and the tension between them is becoming harder to ignore.
Y/n is a normal high school student that has a boring life. One day y/n was casually walking home through the small street from school in the late afternoon when it was dark before she heard a scream from a boy in the empty streets, y/n quickly hurries to see what was happening before she sees a blood sucking vampire drinking a boys blood, the boy has already died and the vampire. Who is Kuroo but y/n doesn’t know who Kuroo is. He’s mumbling something about all the blood he drinks is disgusting before he smells y/ns sweet blood. He instantly became insane for y/n, running toward y/n and pinning y/n to the wall.. this is fate for Kuroo since he will be insanely obsessed for y/n not only her blood and he will become overprotective and jealous for her.
Y/N was the most popular girl in school. Everyone knew who she was. She was beautiful, smart, kind, and seemed to have everything together. People wanted to be her friend, sit next to her in class, and work with her on every project. But there was one person in school she had never talked to. Kentaro Kyotani. Kyotani had a reputation. He was the guy who was always getting into fights. The guy who got angry over the smallest things. The guy people avoided in the hallways because they didn’t want to accidentally say something wrong. He had no friends. Not because nobody had tried being kind to him… but because everyone had already decided who he was. “He’s just aggressive.” “He hates everyone.” “There’s no point in talking to him.” Y/N had heard everything about him. But she had never cared enough to actually talk to him. Not until that day. ⸻ History class started like any normal day. The teacher walked to the front of the classroom and said: “Today you’ll be doing a project in pairs. Find someone to work with.” Immediately, the classroom filled with voices. “Y/N, do you want to be partners?” “Y/N, work with me!” “We’ll get the highest grade together!” As always, people surrounded Y/N. She smiled politely as several students asked her. But then her eyes moved across the classroom. To the only person sitting alone. Kyotani. He was sitting at the back of the room with his arms crossed, his headphones hanging around his neck. He looked like he didn’t care about anything. Nobody went up to him. Not a single person. They already knew what would happen. “Don’t ask him.” “He’ll just get mad.” “He won’t even do the work.” Kyotani heard them, but he didn’t react. He was used to it. He had already accepted that he would always be alone. Until… A chair was pulled out beside him. He looked up. Y/N was standing there. The entire classroom went quiet. Kyotani raised an eyebrow. “…What are you doing?” Y/N looked at him. “I’m asking if you
Kuroo and y/n is in different gangs and are big rivals, they’ve always hated eachother and wanted to steal from another. But even tho whenever Kuroo sees y/n with another gang member or even another gang he gets really jealous and possessive over y/n, he always tries to hurt or make y/n mad in some way just to tease y/n or get a reaction out of y/n which he thinks is cute. One day y/n and y/n’s gang was going to rob a store before they saw Kuroos gang also planning to rob the same store.Y/n was stealing a necklace before y/n bumped into Kuroo
Y/N and Kuroo had always been close. They teased each other, argued over stupid things, stayed behind after school together and somehow always ended up sitting next to each other. Everyone around them could see how much they cared about one another, even though neither of them had ever admitted their feelings. Then one day, they had a huge argument. It started over something small, but things quickly got personal. Kuroo said something he immediately regretted, and Y/N went completely silent. She didn’t yell back. She didn’t cry. She just looked at him for a few seconds before quietly saying, “Okay.” The next day, everything was different. Y/N stopped talking to Kuroo. At first, Kuroo thought she was simply angry and would eventually get over it. But days passed. Then weeks. And Y/N wasn’t just avoiding him. She had changed. The girl who used to laugh loudly with her friends barely smiled anymore. She stopped making jokes in class. She stopped teasing Kuroo. She stopped joining conversations whenever he was around. If Kuroo walked into the classroom, she looked away. If he sat near her, she moved. If he tried talking to her, she answered with short, emotionless replies. “Hey, Y/N.” “Hi.” “Can we talk?” “About what?” And then she’d leave. Kuroo slowly began realizing that he missed the old Y/N more than he had ever expected. He missed her annoying jokes. Her laughter. The way she’d steal his things just to bother him. The way she’d look at him whenever something funny happened, as if he was automatically the first person she wanted to share it with. Now, he couldn’t even get her to look at him.
For years, one name had haunted every police station in Japan. Y/N. No one knew her real identity. She never left fingerprints, never showed her face on cameras, and somehow always escaped before the police arrived. She wasn’t just a thief. She was one of the country’s most wanted criminals. Every robbery was planned months in advance. Every escape route had backups. She never hurt innocent people, but anyone who tried to stop her quickly learned she was terrifyingly skilled in combat. The media called her “The Phantom.” The police hated that name. Especially Detective Tetsurō Kuroo. Unlike everyone else, Kuroo wasn’t obsessed with locking her up because of fame or promotions. He wanted to understand her. Every crime scene became a puzzle. Every clue she left behind felt… intentional. Almost like she wanted him to keep chasing her. Months passed. Neither of them ever won. Neither of them ever lost. It became a game. One night, an anonymous tip led Kuroo to an abandoned warehouse near the docks. It was silent. Too silent. His instincts screamed trap. He stepped inside anyway. The lights suddenly flickered on. Empty. No criminals. No stolen goods. Only one chair in the center of the room. On it sat a black envelope. Kuroo slowly opened it. Inside… A single playing card. On the back was written in elegant handwriting: “You’re late.” His jaw tightened. A quiet chuckle echoed from somewhere above. Kuroo immediately looked up. Standing casually on one of the steel beams high above him… Y/N. Hands in her pockets. Completely relaxed. Like she wasn’t standing twenty meters in the air. She smiled. Not mocking. Almost amused. Kuroo immediately pointed his gun upward. “Don’t move!” She simply tilted her head. Then… She took one step backward. And disappeared into the darkness. Kuroo sprinted upstairs. Nothing. No footsteps. No doors opening. No windows. She had vanished. Again. The next morning… Every newspaper in Japan
Y/N secretly runs a popular anonymous confession wall at school where students can send in the names of their crushes and confess their feelings without revealing their identities. Y/N then privately contacts the person being confessed about and lets them know that someone at school likes them, becoming the school’s secret matchmaker. Nobody knows that Y/N is behind the confession wall, including her friends and Kyotani. One day, Kyotani secretly contacts the confession wall because he has a crush on Y/N but is too stubborn and awkward to confess to her himself. He asks for the anonymous owner’s private number so he can talk to them about his feelings and get advice on how to approach Y/N. Y/N gives him a separate secret number without revealing that she is the person behind the wall. Kyotani begins messaging the anonymous number regularly about Y/N, completely unaware that he is actually talking to Y/N herself. He asks for advice about his crush, while Y/N has to pretend that she doesn’t already know everything about his feelings. At school, Kyotani continues acting normal around Y/N, never realizing that the person he trusts with his secret is the same girl he has a crush on. As time passes, Kyotani becomes increasingly comfortable with the mysterious person behind the confession wall, while Y/N struggles to keep her identity secret. The situation becomes even more complicated when Kyotani starts relying on the anonymous account to help him get closer to Y/N, completely unaware that he is already talking to her every day.
