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It happened nearly every day. Not just during club activities but also during class hours and breaks. Someone would come to Osamu during lunch addressing him as Atsumu and the way around. Which should not have surprised them at all. They were identical twins after all the only thing different is their eye-colors but that was not too significant to be enough.
Sometimes even the coach had some trouble telling them apart. There was after all no need to constantly wear their jerseys during most practices they all wore blank shirts, all the same color.
The most annoying thing was when Osamu was addressed because of any trouble Atsumu caused with classmates or if a teacher wanted to talk to him about his grades. (Not that it was any different for Atsumu). Lunchtime and general breaks were just way too annoying.
“We’re twins but we’re not the same,” said Osamu. They were currently on break time and together with Atsumu he sat in a circle with the other first years. Even they tend to get confused despite the fact that the twins didn’t even go to the same class. Osamu and Suna went to the same one, just like Atsumu and Gin. Yet both still get confused during practice.
“You look the same” Suna replied, not bothering to look up from his phone. Gin added: “You know during class we only have one of you around but here you’re constantly next to each other.”
“Samu always looks so bored, he never smiles too much,” said Atsumu as if that was obvious enough to tell them apart. “And Sumu looks so stupid.”
“Huh!? Yer look stupid!”
“You two are identical twins” Mimi interjected them before they would start fighting, “if one looks stupid then so does the other.”
“Our hair is parted in different ways.”
True, though that mostly made them a mirrored version of the other and during a match, no one really had the time to care for their differently parted hair. “Where is the problem though?” Mimi asked, “most opponents need quite some time to realize which one’s which. Makes it harder to have Atsumu the first touch.”
“True” they agreed. “But we don’t want to be mistaken like this forever.”
“Then how about a color change?” Suna suggested, still not looking up from his phone. The twins looked at each other, considering his idea. “Damn Suna, yer a genius.”
The next day:
The Inarizaki boys’ volleyball club stared as their ever so famous chaos twins entered the court and none of them were brown heads anymore. One with blonde and the other with a greyish color.
“Man they really colored it” commented Suna unimpressed, yet still taking pictures of them. He got side-eyed by both Mimi and Gin. “You suggested it!”
“Come on guys, tell us apart!” The twins eagerly waited for them to answer. They all took a good look. Blonde was a very outstanding color especially given that most people around here were blackheads. “Atsumu yer the blonde one,” said Gin confidently. Making the twins happy. “Correct.”
“Good job Osamu, you chose the better color” Suna said, obviously annoying Atsumu. “I agree” added Mimi, only to add to Atsumu’s annoyance. Both giving Osamu the thumbs up, he returned. “Yeah, I know.”
"Huh?! I look much better!" Atsumu shouted, childishly.
“Enough, back to practice,” Kita ordered and so their usual routine started.
Bonus:
It still took them some getting used to the new hair color until people could really start telling them apart, so in the end, they were still faced with the same problem, and sometimes people still cannot tell them apart even from different hair colors. Making them wonder why they went through all the trouble to color it at all.
Damn Suna, that was maybe not the best idea.