as usual, akaashi was tired. after bokuto left fukurodani after graduation, he was bombarded with paperwork.

for the first time in forever, akaashi felt lonely.

cookies were free for workers, so he took a big bite of his oatmeal raisin cookie.

it always reminded him of his late mother, considering she made enough of those cookies to make him sick.

and at exactly 3:00 am, a ring was heard.

her baggy shirt slightly moved around as she walked. she wore long mom jeans with a belt wrapped her hips.

the same girl from the other night.

her hands met with the smooth counter while akaashi fixed his posture.

"may I take your order miss?"

"twenty chocolate chip cookies."

akaashi gaped at how confidently she asked for twenty cookies. and with a sigh, he gathered up her items and rang her up.

in the meantime, she was trying to start up a conversation with him.

but akaashi beat her to it.

"what's your name, miss?"

"y/n l/n, you?"

"keiji akaashi."

y/n noticed his disheveled curls caressing his face. her eyes went down to his tousled uniform.

"fukurodani?"

"yeah, i'm a third year there."

"i go to nekoma, i'm also a third year."

akaashi smiled and handed her a small bag of her items. y/n smiled back as she turned to leave.

"nekoma,huh."