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Walking through the halls, Oikawa stops in front of his locker and opens it to get his textbooks for the next class, only to find that it was completely filled with letters!๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ป. A sigh escapes the brunet's lips as he goes to pick up each letter and places it carefully in his arms. "Why do they keep doing this everyday?"He mutters to nobody but himself as he tucks all the letters back into his locker and grabs the needed text books for his next class, he closes the locker door and hears the bell ring right on time.
RINGGGGGG!!!
Each student in the hallway hurries on to their classroom, meaning Oikawa also has to hurry to his as well. He can't be late for next period, especially since he was the class president of the classroom! What would people think if the class president was late themselves?The brunet walked with haste and deliberate movements, being careful not to hit the other scurrying students. Oikawa manages to make it in time before the teacher arrived โ coincidentally, the teacher actually walks right behind him at that moment and he rushes for his seat, letting out a breath of relief.They do the usual of greetings and a new lesson for school begins. Students take down notes, Oikawa included, yet his mind seemed to always wander back to those letters...ย He'll definitely read them later on, he thinks he knows what the content of the letters are.ย
..SIGH..
"Oh c'mon, stop that already, shittykawa! You're distracting me with your sighing," A man scolds Oikawa as he glares at the brunet, tightly clutching the book in his hand as of he was restraining himself to not throw the book at the male."I can't help it, Iwa-chan! Like, look at these letters!" Oikawa dramatically whines as he slams a box full of letters on the table, love letters to be exact. It seems like Oikawa's guess was right on the mark..."I just don't know why they think they love me already, like, have you read what some of these letters say?" The brunet rhetorically asks as he opens another letter, his eyebrows more furrowed than Iwaizumi's as he concentrated on the letter that he was currently holding."Duh. You always whine to me about what the contents are, saying that they're creepy or what not." His best friend (Iwaizuimi Hajime) scoffs as he rolls his eyes and continues reading his book, deciding not to give the brunet anymore attention or he'd be stuck with the man's stupid whines and complaints about love.What part does he not even understand about the concept? It's such a simple yet complicated word, though people feel the emotion; just somehow "knowing" that they're in love.So, confused as to what is happening right now? You might need a little context... heh.We have our lovely protagonist here, Oikawa Tooru, the popular kid in school whining about love.Weird, 'miright? Like people confess to him almost everyday yet he still doesn't get it?! What part does he not get???It's honestly really simple โ Oikawa doesn't get love. He's never been in love, he's never had a first crush or whatsoever, and he's almost 18 years old!I mean, he's had a girlfriend before, but that doesn't count since he never liked her more than just friends and he forced to change his feelings of affections for her into thinking that they were "love"On the other hand, now that Oikawa thinks about it, he doesn't know much about Iwaizumi's love life...A brilliant idea sparks in the brunet's mind and his expression goes from glum to a 180ยฐ sunshine with rainbows. "Iwa-chan!! Answer me honestly,"The male hums in reply as he continues to read his book, even flipping a page and not sparing Oikawa a glance, thinking that the brunet was gonna ask something stupid."Have you ever been in love before, Iwa?"Anddddddddd-- Iwaizuimi was right with his guess, it was going to be an idiotic question after all.ย With a sigh and a shake of his head, Iwaizuimi replies, "Obviously, dumbass."The brunet's eyes widen in surprise as he slammed his hands on the table (he was scolded by the librarian later on) and tried his best not to shriek out loud, "What!? WHO???"Putting his book down and ruffling his hair, Iwaizuimi looks straight into those golden brown eyes.ย Slightly opening his mouth, Iwaizuimi's answer was simple and straight to the point: "With you,"ย Two words that he would love to directly say to the dumbass's face.Iwaizuimi knows that his love is unrequited, it was obvious as he looks at Oikawa. He was a dense, stupid, idiotic blockhead.Closing his mouth and breaking their eye contact, Iwaizuimi instead grumbles as the tips of his ears were becoming red (a little detail that he knows Oikawa would take note of) "It's none of your business,"Oikawa obviously whined about his mysterious response, but for another day, Iwaizuimi hopes that they can stay together like this for a long time. He smiles as he reprimands the brunet, yet the dark thoughts he shun away kept on babbling with its ugly mouth.Iwaizuimi wants to be together with the brunet; even if they're just friends, and nothing more.It hurts, but it would kill him if he loses Oikawa in his life.Iwaizuimi Hajime's once dislike for Oikawa Tooru turned to tolerance to like to loving the brunet with his whole heart.๐๐ธ๐ข๐ช๐ป๐ถ๐ฎ๐ช ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ด ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐น๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฅ.So please... let him be with the love of his life. Let Iwaizuimi continue to be happy even though his love will be forever unrequited and never spoken out loud for the brunet.It hurts him deeply, yes, the ache in his chest could never be truly described in words aloneโ but he doesn't want to lose whatever relationship he has with the brunette. He doesn't want to lose the only Oikawa Tooru of this world, yet he doesn't know why he still has a bit of his hopes up.ย For now, he's fine with this friendship of theirs........๐๐ข๐บ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ง๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด?