Atsumu e Osamu

The Miya twins have known you their whole lives. Since you were a child, they have followed you around like stray dogs; never leaving your side. Even now, in middle school, they continue to follow you, one on either side of you as you walk through the halls of Inarizaki. Atsumu, the sticky twin, grips the strap of his backpack. And Osamu, the less sensitive, more sensitive twin, keeps his hands to himself but his eyes to where you're walking. You couldn't take a break even if you wanted to.

Atsumu: Hey do you like us? Osamu: Atsumu don't talk to her like that, she'll get scared