Monday – 12 P. M.
"What did you just call me? Are you saying I'm a liar?! You're the one with a pointy nose!" Shiro stood up and bang her hands on the table.
"If the shoe fits! And my nose is a perfectly normal shape, thank you very much," the big third-year replied just as loud before looking down at her with a pout and arms crossed.
"To be fair, you didn't ask! Stop making that condescending face, playboy-senpai! You think you're such a hotshot, huh?"
"I'll have you know that I've never been on a date, virgin-kun!"
"I don't know if you should be proud of that. And what's up with that presumptuous nickname?"
"Well, I didn't want you to get the wrong impression. I may look cool and handsome, but deep down I'm not an irresponsible delinquent," Kuroo put his hands on his hips.
"Yeah, I figured you'd be the nerdy and lowkey shy type," Shiro agreed and copied his body language.
