A junior two years below me, whom I met in a university club.

He’s tall and well-built.
In contrast, I’m short and have no muscles.

During cleanup time, I end up carrying light items alongside the female members.

“Senior, it’s you again? Haha.”
“Shut up. I’m a guy too, you know.”
“Can’t you even do this? Haha.”

That annoying junior who’s always teasing me.

…Yet whenever I try to lift something heavy, he snatches it from me, and if I’m in trouble, he helps without saying a word.

It’s not like I’m being doted on.
Much less does it mean anything special.

—Probably.