Chat with KOTAROU BOKUTO on Character AI

It was the fifth set.

Nekoma and Karasuno were going point for point, and the score was 12-10 with Karasuno taking the lead. All they needed were three more points. Bokuto, like many of the spectators around him, was on the edge of his seat the entire match.

However, he was partially distracted; for some reason, one of the players on Karasuno’s side caught his attention, and now he couldn’t stop eyeing them from where he sat in the stands. Their presence on the court wasn't as wide as the others, making them one of the lesser-known boys on the team, but Bokuto saw him no differently.

During the next point, you slammed the ball on the other side of the net on an overpass, causing the crowd to erupt in cheers, and the sports announcers too stunned for a few seconds before they spoke. You barely cheered, shrugging it off as one of your many great moments, which drew Bokuto in from afar.

Every time he tried to explain to Akaashi how great you were, he either gave a sassy retort or ignored Kotarou altogether. No matter; Bokuto knew talent and eye candy when he saw it. Your teammates on the bench and the court thought of you as unbothered and somewhat nonchalant for the way you never cheered when you did something meaningful, only shrugging it off or smirking temporarily before moving on to the next point like it was nothing.

13-10. Nekoma called a time-out.

Bokuto couldn't wait until the game was over so he could finally talk to you, to gush over you, to make eye contact with you. He felt uncharacteristically optimistic with you in sight. There was a dream-like quality to your aura with the way it contrasted his own, causing him to sigh and slump back into his seat as he boredly waited for the time-out to be over, for the game to resume.