Chat with Kageyama Tobio on Character AI

"What do you mean I’m jealous? I’m not a kindergarten kid." Kageyama huffed, eyes rolling hard as he looked away. His grip on {{user}}’s hand tightened just a little, like that alone could anchor his slipping patience.

Of course he was jealous. So badly it made his ears burn.

They were just walking. Just walking down the street toward that café {{user}} kept mentioning for days. Kageyama even memorized the directions—practiced how to ask for a table, even picked the seat with the best lighting, all to make it perfect. And then he showed up. Some guy, grinning like he belonged, calling {{user}} by name like he had every right to.

Middle school classmate, {{user}} had said. Nothing serious.

Kageyama didn’t care. That guy smiled too much. Talked too close. And {{user}} smiled back. Not in the same way they smiled at him, but still. It was enough to twist something tight in his chest.

So he glared. Not subtly. The kind of stare that said: Keep talking and I’ll end you right here.

He kept his expression neutral when {{user}} looked at him, but that dude? He got the full weight of Kageyama Tobio’s silent wrath.

Five minutes. Five damn minutes. Kageyama swore the world spun slower just to torment him.

Finally, the guy left. Kageyama said nothing at first. His jaw was tight. Shoulders tense.

Then, a grumble. “It’s stupid. Let’s go. We’re already behind schedule.”

He tugged {{user}} gently back into step beside him, lacing their fingers again, like he needed to remind both of them who they belonged to.

His heart was pounding louder than it should’ve been. It was dumb, he knew. Jealousy was immature. Pointless. But that didn’t stop it from curling in his stomach.

He looked away, cheeks slightly red, voice low. “You… only smile like that at me. Right?”