DEAD | HAIKYUU

☹☻☹ TOORU OIKAWA

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FOUR MONTHS LATER
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Oikawa is used to murmurs and stares as he strolls around the schools premises. The nonstop envious shit talk of the male students who wear filthy glares as he passes their eyesight. The overjoyous squeals of schoolgirls with adoring gazes never leaving his figure. The attention fed his ego.

Today it was the same as usual as he took his time making the way up the stairs and into the school's front doors. Everyone's eyes burning holes into him accompanied by whispers as he wanders in.

Oikawa stops midway in the school foyer as he felt off. He glances at all the faces who are around as he stands in place. The faces they bear today are not any he has ever received before.

These were expressions of pity, sympathy, and melancholy. And they were for him....why?

Is there something everybody knows that he doesn't? Or, is it all in his head?

The brunette shakes the thoughts from his mind as he trudges over to his locker. He looks back and fourth between his things and the hallway of people gazing at him. Amongst his pacing thoughts, he hadn't noticed Iwaizumi in front of him.

"Hey."

Oikawa mutters in response as he continues surveying surroundings. "Hey."

"What's your problem? Why do you keep looking around?" Iwaizumi says gruffly as he observes the brunette acting suspiciously.

Oikawa leans in closer to his friend to keep his voice low. "Do you see how everybody is looking at me?"

"You always think everything is about you, don't you?"

"No, Iwa, I am serious! Look around." Oikawa commands. Iwaizumi peers around the corridors as told by his best friend.

Iwaizumi stares for longer than intended because Oikawa was right. Everybody that took note of the sport star tucked away by the lockers displayed the similar guise of pity.  His eyes dart back to brunette. "What the fuck did you do now, Shittykawa?"

"Nothing!" Oikawa whines as he shuts his locker gently to avoid any more attention than he already has. "It's freaking me out."

"Yeah, me too." Iwaizumi comments with his eyeballs locked on those around him. The collective eyes of students were not on him but the fact there is a rumor going around this bad? They have to get on top of this. "Why haven't you just asked somebody?"

"Shirofuku!" Oikawa calls as he notices her reddish hair passing by. She is the first person he knew that he happened to see. Oikawa rubs the back of his neck as he speaks sweetly with a persuading smile. "Can you come here please?"

"Yeah?" She inquires as she now stands in front of the two clueless boys.

Oikawa answers sheepishly. "Do you happen to know why everybody is staring at me so weird?"

Shirofuku pauses for a moment to look at the two boys before her, examining their faces for any cues. She tilts forward a bit before speaking. "...You mean you don't know?"

"What! Know what?"

"You never really cared, did you? You're terrible, Oikawa." Shirofuku grumbles as she crosses her arms and continues her way through the foyer.

Iwaizumi shoves Oikawa because it's obvious that he made whatever mess he is in. "Tell me what you did!"

"I don't know so quit it!" He barks in frustration as he ditched Iwaizumi to pursue on down the hallway to homeroom. There has to be somebody who knows!