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“Do you know a Mikoto?”, I asked him with a smile.
“Mikoto Ouahab? Biochem major?”, he replied as his eyes popped open in shock.
“Yes exactly! I was sure I heard your name before, so you’re that infamous guy”, I mused and thought of all the things Mikoto had already told me about him. A flash of memories, told snippets in conversation and other information flooded my senses like data in a memory card and I puzzled my assumptions carefully before continuing.
As far as I knew, he was obviously an alpha by that rippling coffee scent around him which I could even detect with my blocker on, I guess I should take another dose, and he was a frequent research partner in the biochemistry lab Mikoto would attend a lot.
I also heard from him on other occasions through Kuroo who would tell me about the roster of the volleyball varsity teams. From what I could gather, he was a very witty and generally caring person with a couple of nicks of incidents as did every other alpha as well.
Now that I think of it, Mikoto only ever spoke very lightly and positively about ‘someone from her class’ if ever, and only recently put a name to it.
Already, my instinct was tingling to dig a little deeper, but then again…
This is none of my business.
“Infamous? Do I have a reputation?”
I could see he was smiling, but his eyes closed and something didn’t feel genuine about that. Was he afraid of what others thought of him? Or just irritated that I might have implied something negative?
“Oh no, that’s not what I meant. It’s just that I used to play volleyball too and I have a friend on your team so I heard from you before. You got that killer serve right?”
It’s always hard to see how flattery works with different people. If I’m totally honest, it works with most Alphas, since they often harbour much pride and enjoy even on the most minute level.
“Ah, no way ‘killer’ is a bit much but thank you, may I ask who is that friend?”
Humble, so maybe I was wrong about the massive ego…
“It’s Kuroo Tetsuro, he’s working as assistant coach for the B-team as far as I know”, It reminded me to make an appointment for him to check his shoulder again.
“Really? How do you know Kuroo?”
“Oh, just some classes that we shared and well we kinda got along”
“I’ve known him since high school. It’s baffling that we haven’t met yet!”
“Small world man”, I mumbled back since the lecture started and it became almost impossible to have a conversation since this professor made sure that every murmur was squashed immediately.
With time stretching like a piece of gum on a sidewalk, I made sure to just reread my own notes as the professor got stuck on an explanation of something that wasn’t even relevant to the exam.
Why would you spend extra time on that?!
“And so uhm, yes where was I-”
The bell interrupted the professor’s speech and as much as he still tried to talk over the crows that started to scatter down the stairs it was impossible. I smiled to myself as I watched him try to carry on but it was too late.
I marked in my head to never schedule a class with this professor again. Luckily enough, attendance wasn’t mandatory and he seemed to almost just reread his own presentations so I could work this class off on my own.
As I grabbed my notes and stuffed them into my shoulder bag as I caught a glimpse of Oikawa looking at me.
Do I want to do this?
I propped my head up and looked to face him.
Was I wrong to assume that there was something off about him? As if he was waiting for me to say something? I didn’t expect someone like Oikawa to be shy to speak his mind, but his eyes searched for the floor way too many times when I looked at him during the lecture, and his gaze often drifted into nothingness.
I don’t know this guy, but his scent and body language speak volumes.
Or maybe it was just me being used to interpreting the moods of others all the time.
“That was boring right?”, he cocked a brow and smiled which I could only reciprocate.
“To be honest, I’ve had a lot of boring classes but this one took the cake”
With a swift motion he threw his backpack over his shoulder and nodded, “At Least there’s no mandatory attendance”
“Yeah”, I reiterated.
Where is this going?
“So, what are you doing now? Any more classes?”
Ah, there it is.
“Uh, yeah I have the next one in a couple of hours so I will probably head to the infirmary before”
Oikawa stopped in his tracks for a moment, turned towards me with his whole body as I seemingly caught his genuine attention now.
“Do you work in healthcare?”
“Nursing to be specific but yeah, why?”
It seemed that I was right about his mood, something was bothering him. Is he trying to find a good way to ask me something?
Oh god, did I overdo it again? Is he just another alpha who-
“It’s about something I would like to find out more about, since you’re an omega and you work in healthcare I thought you might know?”
What is the correlation here? This could be a normal topic of conversation or go into a very uncomfortable direction really quickly, and the fact that I can’t really know made me nervous.
“Have you heard about well”, he stopped for a moment to get a little closer and lower his voice, “heat suppressants being used as a drug for Alphas?”
Oh my god.
I immediately retarted and took a few steps back, but the lecture hall was still filled with students so I wasn’t alone.
He wanted drugs? No way.
Isn’t he an athlete?
I can’t show any sign of fear now.
“I have”, I calmly answered, “but I can’t help you with that. It is illegal to use them for such purposes”.
Now it was Oikawa’s turn to back up.
“Oh, oh no no! That’s not what I-”, he ruffled through his hair and then looked back at me, “I would never want that no I just, I wanted to know if you had any information on that since well I saw people talk about it and I couldn’t believe it you know”.
My entire body relaxed, and I rubbed my cold hands together to create some warmth for them.
“Yes, I’ve heard of it. It happens a lot sadly”
“Really? What happens if alphas take it? Why would they?”, he sounded genuinely confused, which almost made me laugh in irony.
Was he actually confused by it or did he just never think of this issue?
“It’s not the first time it happened, I mean I heard that it’s really trendy for alphas to take a specific brand of heat suppressants but I mean it’s not like it hasn’t happened before?”, I cocked my head to the side to take in Oikawa’s troubled expression.
He was quiet for a moment, as If he had to decipher this thought in his mind first, not quite realising what it truly entailed.
Then he looked up at me again.
“Do you have time for a drink right now?”