oikawa was crying. clutching his phone against his chest, he leaned against the door of his bathroom stall.
he honestly couldn't believe it. his childhood best friend didn't worry about him. for the past week.
he wondered why he even cared all the much, and angrily ran a hand through his hair. he clenched his teeth and wiped his tears, slipping his phone back into his pocket.
oikawa slowly unlocked the stall, looking around the bathroom as if somebody would be there.
the bell rang.
he looked at himself through the mirror.
everyone told him that he was such a pretty crier, although it didn't make him feel better. it made it more noticeable, leaving his cheeks a pretty pink and his eyes red and glossy.
attempting to rub out the remaining tears, he pushed himself against the mirror, spreading his eyes to dry them. after appreciating his hard work, he confidently stepped back outside, into a silent, empty hallway. he immediately started to run towards his first period, panicking.
he also malfunctioned when he was pulled into a janitor closet, like one of those cheesy nickelodeon shows.
"hey."
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felt like updating even though it's barely anything
i also feel like this oikawa is very sensitive and the story mainly revolves around him, but we will get into the other characters too
(this isn't a story ONLY about oikawa 'kay??)
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#prettysettersquad || haikyuu chatfic
Fanfictionoikawa creates a #prettysettersquad groupchat, since iwaizumi has been ignoring him (#24 in semi, out of 1.4k stories) (#1 in prettysettersquad, out of 86 stories)
