I Wonder || t. oikawa

B I T T E R || pilot

Y/N's POV

Bitter, bitter was always a word my mother used to describe me as. I wasn't necessarily a mean kid, I liked to call myself... challenged. I always seemed to have a hard time finding good friends. The kids I hung out with always came off as nice at first, but then a couple months into the friendship they showed there true colors. Stealing, fighting, cussing, breaking the rules, risk taking, and mysterious. I guess those could be the words to describe the awful people I use to call my friends. I think in my years of living I found one really good friend, but due to my previous friendships I learned to develop a menipulative side. Causing me to lose contact with that friend. She seems to be doing pretty fine without me me. Here she was, she somehow ended up in the same collage as me. She seemed to have change from when we were friends. I couldn't figure out if it was for the worse or the better. It wasn't as if we were necessarily on bad terms... more as an 'hey you broke my heart and now I'm gonna glare at you and tell everyone you have ever met that you are toxic!' Its not as if I really cared what she told people anyway. I had nothing to loose. My mother left me at a young age, my brother practice chews my head off every time I try to talk to him, and a father who had too big of a heart to give up on me. I sat the very far right in the back of the class that day. Watching that old friend of mine communicate so easily and make a total of 17 friends in the span of 10 minutes. I was sort of glad that I wasn't In her shoes. All I head from the conversation was that her and all of her 17 new friends were going out drinking at some bar a couple minutes away from the dorm. Seriously? Who goes out drinking on a Friday? Oh yeah, normal people. That wasn't the point, it was the fact that today was normally the day the freshman would start moving in there doorm's and meet there roommates. Due to the pandemic that began around 6 years ago and didn't end until 3 months ago. The kids were moving in on there first day. Not even having a day ahead classes. It was her problem she'll have to take extra time moving in then the other first years.

The professor dismissed us and I headed out to the parking lot to go to my car and grab my boxes. As soon as I reached my car I noticed a stupid electric blue car parked way too close to my car, it was so close they deserved a ticket. I shrugged it off and popped the trunk, grabbed my boxes, and head towards the building I was assuming where the dorms and cafeteria was. As soon as I reached my door, room 206, I noticed the door was cracked... weird I thought my roommate wasn't supposed to arrive until tomorrow due to her being an exchange student from Japan. As soon as I opened the door I saw a tall boy with black joggers and an oversized purple hoodie. Out of shock I yelled and dropped my boxes. Why they hell was there I boy in my dorm?! How did he even get in you need a key card... What is going on????

"uh... hello? Who are you and why are you in MY dorm?" I said making sure to raise my voice at the 'why'.

"I could ask you the same thing" he said while leaning against the kitchen entry.

"What on earth are you talking about? My roommate is an exchange student from Japan and she's not supposed to arrive until tomorrow. Last time I checked Oikawa is a girl." I said while giving him a weird glare. He stood there with a stunned look and then busted out into a loud laugh.

"Me? I girl?! Hunny I'm the farthest from a girl. And I am that exchange student from Japan." He said while giggling a little bit.

"I'm sorry this is probably super awkward now... I thought my roommate was gonna be a girl cause that's what I requested... Also it's pretty weird there letting the opposite sex in the same room" I said while leaning down to pick up my boxes. He introduced himself then he told me he is bisexual so putting him in a room with a guy is just the same as a girl. I was stunned to know that he was bisexual but I didn't have a problem. It's just the fact that he looks like a straight skater boy... from Japan? His English was really good and you could barely hear an accent.

Maybe this year will be a little different from the others. Who knows.