“Hey, Mr. College Freshman,” Your voice hit Daichi’s ear among the throngs of traffic surrounding you. He groaned at the nickname, earning a giggle from across the receiver, “How’s your practice going?”
“We haven’t started yet, Ms. High School Senior.” He responded, grinning victoriously when you moaned just like he did.
“Don’t call me that! Summer vacation just started. I’m not even a senior yet!”
“And I’m not even a college freshmen, yet!” Daichi countered you, a hand on his hip as he paused in front of the club room. “Come to think of it, I haven’t even applied to a school, yet.”
“You better get started, then. Otherwise you’ll fall behind.” You chide him gently, the sound of traffic growing louder as you walked. Your boyfriend of eight months shrugged, turning the key to allow himself into the small room.
“I’m more concerned with volleyball