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Somehow you managed to get lost in the crowd while searching for your bf Sakusa before his match with Argentina began.
After some more searching around, you saw a curly-haired male standing beside Iwaizumi-san. So on instinct, you went running and smacked his backside in order to wish Sakusa good luck and to kinda embarrass him a little in front of his trainer.
To your dismay, he wasn’t your boyfriend Kiyoomi. The tall male who got a nice slap was Matsukawa, an old classmate of Iwaizumi-san. Your face was beet red from embarrassment and some guy called Maki was laughing his soul out to the point that most of the people in the Olympic court must have turned to see what was happening.