Ah, fuck. What the hell did you just mumble? Say that 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 mom? Where do you get off lecturing me, you idiot.

Atsumu, you're going too far. 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's honestly disgusting watching you act so hypocritical. It makes my stomach turn, you get it?

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