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The car we sat in pulled up to the university campus, and an eerie feeling of familiarity rushed over me.
Although I was only here for one semester before leaving, I forgot how many emotions I tied to this place.
Quiet thoughts krept up into my head until I realised the cab had stopped in front of the gate and the driver turned around to me.
“That would be 15,97, please”, I extended a twenty towards him with a polite smile and while he gathered the change I looked to the seat next to me.
There he was in all his glory, a snoring mess of a man. His eyes covered with arm and tucked to his right side, his other hand lying lifelessly on the middle seat.
So that’s supposed to be an adult huh?
I nudged his arm a little, but he only groaned and swerved to the side.
“Here you go”, the driver handed me a receipt and the change and took a slightly annoyed glance at the man next to me, “a heavy sleeper?”
“Yeah, apparently”, I retorted and took both hands to shake his shoulders.
“Sleeping beauty! Wake up! We’re here!”
“Hu-wah?”, was the intelligent response he gave, hoisting himself up into a sitting position until he saw the buildings outside from the window.
“We’re here!”, he grabbed at his backpack and slung it over his back a couple times before he got it right and grabbed the handle to open the door.
I shook my head but smiled and gave the driver a knowing look.
“Youngsters am I right?”
The driver tutted and turned around in his seat, “Aren’t you guys the same age?”
“Yeah, but he’s a walking preschooler”, I grabbed my own duffel bag and opened the car door with a swing.
The trunk was already open and I got my luggage handed to me a bit too hurriedly.
“Woah, woah easy there! You’re going to run me over!”
“Oh man I’m so pumped to be back! I missed this place!”, he rambled on and started dashing off through the gates.
Well he slept through the whole plane ride and up until now, of course he has the energy.
The jetlag already made me feel incredibly tired, as I looked at my phone I realised it was merely 11am, which meant I had a long day ahead of me.
While I had my phone out, I quickly texted a message and held back a grin as I saw it was read immediately.
“Course he doesn’t reply”, I muttered to myself before I walked through the gates as well.
The man in front of me already started to briskly walk towards the school building, even though we had to go to the reception first.
“Wait”, I shouted in his direction and he actually stopped for a second to look at me.
I started to jog with my luggage trailing behind me until I got closer, “why the rush? It’s not like they’re waiting for us to-
“OH MY GOD!”
For the first time in what felt like ages I picked up the familiar scent of fresh caramel steadily coming closer to us, and Bokuto who must’ve done the same let go of his luggage and ran towards the small figure coming closer and closer.
With a sigh, I took Bokuto’s luggage with my other hand and tagged along.
My nose twitched as the man’s lemongrass scent flared up in excitement as he ran towards the small omega.
He roared out a loud laugh as he crushed the giddy woman with a hug.
Muffled sounds came from his chest as he kept pressing her in until she tapped out with repeated taps on his back and gave a huge smile herself as he let her go.
“I missed you!”, the omega smiled wholeheartedly, and I couldn’t repress a snarky smile myself.
“I missed you too! It’s been so looong!”, Bokuto trailed and he stretched out his arms after crouching down to meet her small frame.
“Ah~ the little rascals found each other again, huh?”, I got closer to the omega but didn’t know if she was okay with a hug, so I extended both of my palms for a high ten.
She laughed cheekily before hitting my hands harder than I anticipated, and the sting in my palms made me grin wider.
Feisty as always.
“How are you doing Kuroo?”, she asked with a smile.
I nodded while taking a side glance to Bokuto, well ya know, with this idiot here it never gets boring so”, I rolled Bokuto’s luggage towards him, “what about you? Did you make new friends? How’s Kenma?”
I had hoped for a little second that he would at least greet me, but I was not only left on read but also ghosted apparently.
“He’s good, but you missed out on some stuff”, she whispered towards me with her hand shielding her mouth.
“No way, what happened?”, Bokuto interjected.
If Mikoto found it important enough to drop it in casual conversation it must’ve been something big, but I don’t think she would spill it all now.
Even though I knew Mikoto officially for three years now, she was still a mystery to me.
I had met her at her highschool graduation that she attended together with Bokuto, since they knew each other since they were children.
Bokuto had always told me stories about their time spent together, and it was a fun coincidence that I knew her cousin Shirothrough Kenma.
Kenma, Shiroand I hung out throughout our middle school days even though she was two years younger than me, and I only learned of her relationship with Mikoto after I met Bokuto through highschool volleyball tournaments.
We were from different towns and had different lives, until we somehow all joined at the same university.
Small world, hm.
There was no match to the bond between Bokuto and Mikoto.
Those two have been inseparable for years on end, and I felt like Bokuto fulfilled a bigger sibling role for her. Since their parents got along just as well, they basically turned into a duo.
A duo of huge dorks.
“Long story”, she replied.
I was about to say something about the reception, when I picked up more scents that I could and would never forget.
There they were, Shiropushing a grumbling Kenma in front of her while she giggled.
Oh man, I really did miss them.
My steps quickened as I picked up the smell of vanilla and white chocolate filling my senses, and the giggle turned into a laugh as Shiroshoved herself with Kenma into me.
“oof-”, I grunted as she extended her arms around both of us, laughing harder as Kenma struggled to muffle something against me.
Wow, what a feeling.
“Hah! I’ve missed you kids!”, I plopped my hands on Shiroand Kenma’s head to which they both flinched and complained about.
“Let me go you weirdo”, Shiropushed my hand away in played disgust, but her sweet chocolaty scent couldn’t deceive anyone with a nose.
“So! Kenma~ I hope you’re staying up all night gaming hm?”
“Tch”, Kenma’s face scrunched up,”I think you should’ve stayed away for a year longer”
I chuckled at his defensive retort and found Bokuto and Mikoto rambling over something.
Craning my neck up I tried to look for other familiar figures, I tilted my head as I didn’t find anyone.
As if he matched my thought process, Bokuto did the same and slumped his shoulders as he found nobody else approached us.
“Wait”, he whined, “where’s Akaashi?”
His head drooped down and he pouted until the omega spoke up again to comfort him.
“Heey, don’t be sad! I think he’s caught up in a meeting, we should check the beta lounge”, she lightly hit him on his arms until life came back to him.
“Alright! Let’s go find Akaashi!”
Kenma and Shiroboth followed the two while keeping a couple steps behind, and I eyed the pair in front of me a little more. The beta and the sigma were really open since they basically had the same interests and knew each other for years, but as I took a closer look at their exchange something felt different.
Trailing behind the group, I held my luggage behind me as its wheels charred on the asphalt.
Nothing about the building changed.
I mean it’s not like it’s been a decade, Bokuto and I were just gone for a year, but I had the feeling that something at least should’ve changed while we were gone.
I looked up at the sky, the late summer still bringing a warm breeze before the winter ultimately would take over. Other students going in and out of the building or sitting on the tables around either side.
Chattering of groups walking around filled my vision, until my eyes caught two figures farther away from us.
Both of them had their eyes on Bokuto, and I squinted to make out who it was.
Did they look at Bokuto?
Both of them were wearing casual clothing just as everyone else did, nothing about them seemed suspicious.
The taller one eyed not Bokuto, but Mikoto with his chin tilted a bit high, while the shorter one looked a lot more calm.
My gaze snapped back to Bokuto and Mikoto who were pushing each other from side to side while laughing.
I looked back at the two men and they were talking to each other, before they turned around and left.
What was all of that about?