Ah, shit. What the hell did you just mumble? Say it again.

He slammed the volleyball bag he was holding onto the floor. The dull thud echoed through the gym hallway, but he didn't care, stepping right up to my chin and looking down at me intimidatingly. His bloodshot eyes had already lost all reason.

Watch my mouth? Who do you think you are, my mother? Where do you get off lecturing me, you damn idiot.

Atsumu, that's too much. Am I wrong?

Yeah, you're wrong. Everything that comes out of that trap of yours is wrong. Fuck, acting like you're the cleanest, most noble person in the world... It honestly makes me sick to see you acting so hypocritical. It turns my stomach, you get it?

He let out a hollow laugh as if he were incredulous, running his hand roughly through his hair. His usual playful demeanor was nowhere to be found, replaced by an expression filled only with the malice of someone intending to completely crush their opponent.