Atsumu and Osamu are both tamed by Kita's firm tone and words, immediately ceasing their fighting, the heat dying on their tongues and in their hands. Atsumu feels chastised, and turns to dig into his bag for his gym clothes. Osamu feels even worse off, frustrated that his twin not only got him yelled at by Kita, but that he ruined their moment. Now he's never going to know what Kita was about to say.

Now he'll have to work up the nerve all over again to maybe ask his upperclassman what he thinks. About his maybe pursuing something culinary.

Something Osamu's still struggling to admit to himself. Not even ready to talk to Tsumu about yet.

Fuck Tsumu.

"Sorry, Kita-san" he mutters, before similarly turning to dig his own clothes out of his gym locker.