It was a week after your poor attempt at talking to him. You felt so guilty for looking at places you shouldn't have. No one else was teasing you for what you did, so you guessed that he kept that to himself.

Having zero social skills especially with boys was a huge problem with yourself. You could make friends if they had a laid-back personality, but you couldn't find any courage to talk to them. Friendships have always been difficult for you. You were determined on changing yourself however. Having more friends would mean that you would be happier. At least, in your point of view.

It was finally lunch time and you were busy lazily munching away at your tuna sandwich. You kept your gaze fixated at the back of the blonde boy's head. Almost choking on a bite of sandwich, you realized that you didn't even know his name. Well I guess that's what you get for being somewhat of a new student.

"Just go over there and start a conversation," thinking to yourself, you stuffed the rest of your sandwich in your mouth.

The same freckled boy walked into the room at the same time you were about to get up. He ran up to the side of his desk with his lunch. They exchanged a few words before the freckled one sat down in the desk next to him.

Feeling your palms get sweaty you were halfway in a standing up position. Now realizing that his friend was there, bringing up a conversation topic would be impossible now. You leaned on your desk to help yourself sit back down, but with your sweaty palms, the desk slid. It made a quick, but obnoxious squeaking noise.

"Hm?" the blonde boy turned his head back at you along with a few other students.

You never felt so mortified in a span of a few seconds in your lifetime.

"At first, I thought it was you trying to speak again," blondie shot you a smirk and his friend stifled a laugh.

Your face went pale as a ghost after hearing that. Sinking back into your desk, embarrassment welled up inside your body. Feeling tears prick your eyes, you jumped out of your chair and dashed to the bathroom.

"Geez, I know Tsukishima is harsh, but being rude to the new girl is too much," some other students whispered to each other after witnessing what had happened.

"T-Tsukki, I think you made her cry," the freckled boy became a little pale in the face as well.

"You laughed a little too, Yamaguchi," Tsukishima gathered his trash and threw it in the waste bin before walking off.

Yamaguchi sat there for a while before deciding to secretly follow him.

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