𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑤𝑠 | t. oikawa

infinity

The world never felt the same after her departure.

Hallways at school that was once full of life were quiet with just those murmurs filling up the sound. Everyone knew she was gone but no one but me knew why she was gone.

I overworked myself until I had to go back to the hospital for breaking my knee. I thought the last time I would be in there was the last day of y/n's time there. The nurses automatically knew who I was and were very nice and sympathetic towards my loss and broken joint.

Spring Inter-high passed by quickly, missing our final chance to go to nationals with my team. Winter days were long and cold in contrast to the hot summer and spring days. We were graduating soon and with that news I accepted an offer to be in an Argentina volleyball team.

On our last day of high school, I went to y/n's grave for the first time, kneeling in front of her tombstone. I held her sakura in my hands and the eulogy I never let anyone here. This was thing she wanted me to write. Something only for her to know.

"Hello again y/n" I smile as I drop all the things to the ground. "Like I promised I'm reaching for my dreams. I'm going to Argentina like my favourite volleyball player. Isn't that neat?" The only noise was the summer breeze passing through. "Anyways, I wrote you something." Opening up the folded paper. "This was supposed to be your eulogy but I figured this was some thing only you should see or hear I guess. And this was the thing you asked me to write on your book"

My name is Tooru Oikawa and y/n was my tragic star crossed lover.

We met at the hospital and I was eager to just leave that day. I never liked the hospital and refused to visit relatives at one point. Until the hospital was the only place I ever went to. We would watch movies to kill time but the movie she loved most was the Fault in Our Stars. The only reason why she loved it was because we were like Hazel and Augustus. When the pessimist met the hopeful one in life though I never had osteosarcoma just a broken ankle.

I noticed her bubbly and welcoming personality first, already inviting me to dinners and weekend trips to Osaka. That made me stick to her more than I thought I would to anyone in the world.

She called our time 'infinity'. Ironically enough it didn't last to that time. But in those two months it felt like we've spent eternity together. I was able to know her more as a person and how she viewed the world. And I agree as there as infinite sets of numbers and an infinite amount of galaxies out there. Some are smaller than others and some spreads out in a vast way. Our infinity just ended up being in the smaller side. I don't care if it wasn't a lifetime together, the fact I still had one with her is enough for me. And I thank the gods for that little infinity.

I did wish we had more time or even met in the alternate universe because I would have had her for longer. But if I were asked between her and the world, I'd pick her over the world because even if I did have the world, it wouldn't compare to the happiness she brought to my world. She wanted true love and I was lucky enough to give her that. I loved her more than she knew. More than the numbered days or the amount of stars in the night sky. I'm so happy that I met her and I don't care that I did when her days were numbered like death row. And I'll forever love her as long as the time goes on, the stars and the sun come out, the world revolves around the sun and in another life.

"I miss you y/n. And I'm sorry I only visited you once." I hear my parents call out for me, breaking the moment between me and her. I nod them off and put my forehead on her cold tombstone. I ran my fingers over the carved name and let my stray tears fall onto the stone. "I love you," whispering as I kissed the stone like it was her soul. I stood up and bowed my head in respect. "I'll visit again with a gold medal just for you." I start walking off, holding onto my things but leaving the eulogy on there tucked between the ground and stone.

Today was my flight to Argentina and this will be the last I'll visit her in a while. We drove off as I stared out the cemetery field. I wipe away my tears and sighed. I'll see you again y/n.