As you walked down the hallways of Aobajousai to meet with your boyfriend, you talked to one of your fellow classmates. He often helped you out during (worst subject) class since he was good at that subject, so the two of you had become friends.

As you chatted, though, you noticed the crowd of students in front of you part as if someone as important as the principal was wandering through the halls. You soon noticed your boyfriend approaching, and when you turned to respond to your friend, he had seemingly disappeared into thin air.

"Hi, Kentarou!" you greeted him happily.

He murmured a greeting in response as he ripped another piece of the chicken strip in his hand off with his teeth. He grabbed your hand with his free one, and the two of you walked over to your usual spot where you ate lunch together.

After being with Kyoutani for a little under two years, you'd gotten used to his personality and everything that went along with it. You no longer felt uneasy when people stared as you walked past them. You were no longer unnerved by the fact that no boy dared to talk to you out of the fear of being attacked by your boyfriend. You no longer felt offended by his gruff greetings.

Everyone in your school was afraid of Kyoutani to begin with, excluding Iwaizumi and Oikawa, so when the two of you started dating, everyone transferred that fear to you as well. Any guy who was caught talking to you risked his life, it seemed, and anyone who got in your way or in Kyoutani's way risked getting bowled over.

People expected Kyoutani to act like a crazed animal towards you as well, and they were always surprised when you told them that he wouldn't even say anything violent towards you or make any threats. He was as mild as a puppy when he was around you, and he respected you.

"How's your day been, Kentarou?" you asked gently once the two of you had arrived at your usual lunch spot under a tree. He sat down in the grass and leaned back against its trunk as he munched on his chicken.

"People are annoying," he growled as you sat down in his lap and opened up your bag, retrieving your lunch from inside, "They're all so shallow."

You nodded in agreement as he rested his chin on your shoulder and closed his golden brown eyes for a moment. You reached up and stroked his cheek before pulling (favorite food) out of your lunch and eating. "Try not to let them get to you, babe."

He wrapped his arms around you tightly and pressed his face into your neck. "I know."

"You can't get another referral or else you'll get suspended, and that's not going to be good for your grades," you warned.

"I really just wanna beat the shit outta these punks," he grumbled.

His warm breath on your neck made you shudder slightly. "But if you get suspended you know what that means..." He was quiet for a moment. "It means you won't be able to come to school and protect your dear girlfriend." Your tone was teasing, but you knew that Kyoutani was taking you very seriously.

"Well, I can't let that happen so I'll try to control myself," he said quickly. You couldn't help but chuckle at his eagerness, and you blushed when he kissed your neck gently.

"Alright, alright, don't get too carried away," you commented when you felt his teeth nibble at your skin gently. You were about to offer him some of your snacks, but you stopped when you noticed his eyes flash with alertness as he looked ahead. When you looked forward, you gasped as an orange flew through the air towards you.

Kyoutani stuck his hand out and grabbed the orange, stopping its flight completely. You'd squeezed your eyes shut, but you opened them again when you heard the fruit hit your boyfriend's hand.

Your eyes moved slowly from the orange in Kyoutani's hand to the terrified boys standing a few feet away who'd thrown it. You simply narrowed your eyes at them, but Kyoutani was burning with rage.

"I'm s-sorry! I-I wasn't a-aiming for y-you!" one of the boys spluttered. The look on your boyfriend's face must've scared him out of his wits since he turned and started sprinting away with his friend.

Before they could get more than a few feet away, Kyoutani threw the orange as hard as he could at the back of the perpetrator, and it slammed against the back of his white uniform shirt, splattering orange juice all over him.

"Kentarou! What did I just tell you about acting up?" you questioned as he growled lowly and settled down again, resting his chin back on your shoulder.

"It's survival of the fittest, (f/n), and that stupid punk wasn't smart enough not to throw fruit or fast enough to run like hell," he responded simply, as if the intent for his actions was as clear as day.

You couldn't help but chuckle at that response, and you petted his blonde hair. "You sure do act like you know it all sometimes..."

"I don't know it all, but I do know how to protect you, so why don't you cut me some slack?" he grumbled.

"I'm only joking. You know how much I appreciate you," you assured him and kissed his cheek. When you pulled away, he kissed your lips gently before nuzzling your face with his.

"I love you so much that I can't let anyone hurt you."

You blushed and smiled as he buried his head in the back of your shoulder. "I love you too," you said.

Even though Kyoutani could be as furious and unforgiving as a wild beast, he was always as mild and cuddly as a puppy when he was with you.