"What was the first sign you knew you were in love?"

Lev lifts his head up from where he had it buried in his arms. For the first time, he looks up at the teacher who held a small book in hand, while she wrote the sentence she said in chalk.

"These are written prompts which can help you improve your writing skills. They are sudden and hard to come up within a short notice. I'll be giving more of these as homework from now on!" Lev's teacher goes on, while his gaze is fixed on what was written on the board.

"Sensei, I've never been in love. What do I do, then?" A classmate wants to know, raising a hand. The teacher pushes her glasses up with her index finger, sighing.

"In that case," She explains, "Why don't you imagine a person you idolize, and imagine you're in love with that person? I'm sure you're all very creative about writing and don't worry! I'll keep it anonymous so you can pour your hearts out."

Lev holds his assignment sheet in hand as classes were dismissed for the day. He had been so deep in thoughts that he had completely missed the time when he was supposed to go to class.

"Crap, I'll be late!" He yells, getting up on his feet and dashing off with his bookbag. After he clumsily stuffed his bag into the locker, he takes the assignment in his pocket and runs to the gymnasium.

He was late, of course.

And Yaku Morisuke stood in the middle of the gym, hands on his hips in disapproval.

"LEEEEVVVV." Yaku hisses. Lev jogs up to his teammates, who were wrapping up their routine of warm-up exercises. Without a word, he began jogging around the gymnasium to warm-up.

The first sign of me realizing I was in love, huh? I've never been in love... I was too busy wasting my time to have a proper girlfriend even...

"Lev, pick up your pace!" The smaller libero yells, making Lev flinch in response.

"A-Ah! Sorry!"

As he ran around another lap, his gaze was fixed on Yaku, who was stopping the spikes that Kuroo was making. Kuroo's eyes furrow when he gets stopped each time, his force increasing with every stop.

And yet, Yaku manages to receive almost all of the spikes perfectly.

He really was a priceless libero, Yaku Morisuke.

Lev couldn't help but to stare in awe, his mouth agape as he continued to see the volleyball player bend down to receive.

His form was amazing too, Lev wished he could do that.

He really did idolize Yaku.

Idolize?

Why don't you imagine a person you idolize, and imagine you're in love with that person?  

Lev pauses in his dash, catching his breath as he wiped his forehead. Pretending to be in love with Yaku seemed awkward for the tall boy, and he bends down and rests his hands on his knees. Yaku was drinking some water, and for a second, Lev could feel his face heat up.

Imagine being in love with Yaku-san?! I can't do that! 

Lev squeezes his eyes shut, shaking his head. He really needed to take his mind out of the gutter. In his feeble attempt to do so, he runs to the other side of the gym, to do free practice. He couldn't face Yaku after having thoughts like that.

"What are you doing?" Kenma asks with an unamused expression on his face when he sees Lev dribbling the ball a couple times.

And for the rest of the practice, Lev stays silent, lost in his thoughts... All because of a single assignment.

Or so, he thought.

•••

"Senpais, can you help me with my assignment?"

Inuoka and Shibaya had left already, and Lev had no one else to ask for help, besides his seniors. Kuroo has a big grin on his face as he snatches the piece of paper from Lev's clutches. Kenma and Yaku seem unfazed as they pack their bags in silence.

"First sign you knew you were in love, eh? With my first girlfriend, she had this huge a-"

"Kuroo, shut up." Kenma butts in, interrupting what Kuroo had to say. "No one wants to hear that."

Lev sighs, taking the paper back from the middle blocker, sighing. His eyes dart to Yaku, who had been doing nothing but scolding him the entire day for spacing out. Kenma didn't look like he wanted to speak, and Yaku was his last shot.

"Yaku-san, tell me about your first love." He whispers after Kenma and Kuroo leave the changing room.

"What on earth are you asking, you skyscraper?!" Yaku furrows his eyebrows at the taller boy. When Lev notices Yaku's face flushing, he ends up chuckling to himself. Even he was amusing his own self, today, but he had to admit that he really wanted to know about it.

"I don't know, Yaku-san. Maybe I really am going crazy." Lev mumbles, almost to himself. And yet, Yaku heard what he had to say.

"You already are crazy. Now come on, let's head home."

"Will you buy me a pork bun this time?"

And a smile spreads on the half-Russian boy's face, when he hears Yaku's response.

"Fine."

A single word, and yet, Lev couldn't help himself.

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