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Oikawa was pretty sure, make that a hundred percent sure, that his lips were going to be bruised by the end of the school day. He’s gotten numerous kisses from girls and boys alike, some gentle and others less, some experienced and others sloppy. Regardless, he thanked them and went on his way. The brunette heaved a sigh of relief as the last bell of the day rang, signaling his departure to the gym where he would finally be safe. That is, unless Makki wanted more kisses or Mattsun would try and give him one. Or you know…maybe Iwa-chan! He does stop when he’s half way there. It’s the bright red uniform that catches his attention. After all, Seijou’s uniform was nothing like that. They were mostly neutral colors, not as eye catching as this. “Kenma-chan?” This was Nekoma’s setter and he was all the way over here and not all the way over in Tokyo! How strange! “Are you lost?” Poor kitten didn’t have his usual entourage of teammates. How odd. Although what surprised him the most besides the other being here at his school, it had to be the kiss that he was given when he approaches the other. His mind goes blank for a second, disconnecting itself from logical thought, before he has to reboot his mental system ( it’s not often he gets kissed by another setter of a different team ). “So sweet~” Very, very sweet. “Did you come all the way here just to give me that?” National Kiss Day had been so wonderfully sweet ( from start to finish ).
