My hands were cold as ice as my heart beats fast. I kept rubbing them together for the nth time now keeping it warm in a sort of way. As I waited for the volleyball club to finish, I stood by the door with my legs shaking and bearing with the fan girls' hysterical screams for a while now. Why I'm here outside the gymnasium?

I desperately wanted to interview their captain, Oikawa Tooru for his famous sets in his previous games and obviously, his good looks that make girls scream like crazy. The newspaper president kept telling me to get an interview with him so that he can promote me in the club and the other reason is that my upperclassmen also can't get an interview with him so they passed the work to me. But unfortunately, big time sports magazines kept reserving his free time, that's why my upperclassmen and I can't even get a single moment of his time.

"Yoshaaa! Practice is over!"

After hearing the coach's shout, my body jolted and immediately made my way through the horde of screaming fangirls. Seriously, I think any moment now, my ears would come off as soon as I made my way through them. I swear I could strangle anyone that would punch me in my arm that would probably the cause of my downfall. Unfortunately, it actually happened. A girl with long hair and a mole on her lips REALLY punched me to get her own way to Oikawa Tooru. I closed my eyes shut and waited for the cold floor to hit my back.

Ehh?

Cold floor?

Why aren't you hitting my back?

Am I flying or something?

'Heh? How come I didn't fall? I think I fell but the impact was so great that I didn't notice it. And I think I'm deaf too. I can't hear a single noise.' Slowly opening my eyes, I saw a bright light.

"Am I dead? It's so bright. Kami-sama, are you there?" (AN: Kami-sama refers to God)

My head snapped to the side as I heard a chuckle beside me, which was the one holding me in my hips for a while now. Realizing who it was, without any second thoughts, I got up and brushed my uniform as if they were germs in them or something.

"HAHAHAHA! KA-KAMI-SAMA?!"

A blush made way through your cheeks as you start saying words that sounds like a curse like, 'Insensitive setter. Genius setter? Where? Where? Which part of him?' while unconsciously making funny faces as you say those.

"You're cute."

"Stupid president. Making me do this- wait, what?" Your ranting came into a halt as you heard those words.

'Cute?'

You swung your head to see who was the cute that the setter was referring to. You kept looking at the right side.. and left side.. I can't see someone who is actually cute since you don't find the fan girls cute with their make ups on that made them look like a clown or they were thrown with a pie with a clown face masterpiece. Make ups were the least thing that you would put in your face.

"Hahahaha. I really like you."

Your head snapped at the boy beside you and looked at him with daggers in your eyes. Like a predator who is preparing to eat their prey. The setter only smiled at you. You sighed.

'This is going nowhere. I must act professionally and state my purpose in this place before those fan girls gobble me up.'

Stretching your own uniform and tying your necktie properly, you looked at him again. This time, with a poker faced one.

"Oikawa Tooru-san. I would like an interview with you on the behalf of the newspaper club since my senpais didn't have the chance to interview you because of your heavy schedule."

"Ohh. You're here to interview me?"

"Yes."

He placed his hand in his chin, thinking and looked at you again. He smiled like crazy that made shivers down in your spine.

"Then what would you do if I said 'no'?"

An irk popped in your head as you started to form fists in your hands. You looked at him and smiled as sweetly as you can.

"Then Oikawa Tooru-san, you don't mind me breaking all your bones in your body, right? I. WANT. THIS. INTERVIEW. So, Oikawa Tooru-san, you have two choices. Broken bones or interview?"

Oikawa immediately sweatdropped at what you said and chuckled.

"Ohh. So violent~ Well, if you break ALL my bones, those fan girls in the back would cry and get angry at you, right? Do you mind that, I-don't-know-who you-are-san?

"Che. They can came all at once at me if they want if I can just this interview."

He placed both of his hands in his waist and said words that she expected or didn't expect?

"Then my answer is no. Good day, I-don't-know-who-you-are-san." Turning his back at you, he waved his hands as a sign of goodbye.

"Be prepared, setter. I won't give up on this interview just because you said no." You turned your back at him as well with formed fists in your hands.