𝐊𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎'𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 || 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐮

𝟑𝟏✮𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲✮

note: play recommended song on repeat for more feels (pain) :))

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"WHAT?"

Oikawa questioned, still processing whatever you just said. He was shocked with what you blurted out with such rage but his cluelessness was no ruse.

"What, now you act so clueless and innocent?" You scoffed in disbelief, "Well, let me specify it for you, Oikawa Tooru." You stepped forward until you were just a few feet away from him, dabbing your finger on his chest.

"You fucking kissed my best friend on our third anniversary, on my sixteenth birthday."

The amount of rage and pain in your voice was hard to not notice. Your eyes, filled with mixed emotions that you've been holding back ever since you first saw him at the library, emotions you used to take out in a more painful way.

Yet, what you said acted as if a switch flipped in his mind as memories regarding what you said began coming back, a memory he hated the most.

He looked at your pained eyes, "Y/N, I can explain—"

"Oh okay, now you want to explain." You then bitterly laughed, "Well, there really wasn't anything more to explain because I saw it as clear as day what happened."

It was clear that you didn't want to continue this anymore, you were tired, exhausted, and pained all in one. But he, on the other hand, won't lose this chance anymore, even if you were evidently unstable.

"Y/N, please, hear me out. You don't understand—" Oikawa tried to hold you but you harshly moved away, "What do I don't understand, Oikawa? It was crystal clear that you didn't want it anymore, even before the incident." You spat at him as he fell silent, balancing the words he should let go to not hurt you more.

You frustratedly ran your fingers through your hair, pulling it lightly from your scalp in which Oikawa noticed.

"Y/N, stop that—"

"You want to talk? Then alright, let's talk." You cut him off, gulping as an attempt to hide the growing shakiness in your voice.

"When you entered high school, you changed. You fucking changed. I didn't mind it at first because I thought you were just busy with adjusting to your new school but when you started to become colder? I knew something was wrong. I tried, desperately tried, to confront you about it but you were always busy, either with school, training, or your fucking fangirls." You spoke the last part with venom as memories began rushing back.

"But being the nice secret girlfriend I was, I never said anything about it because I knew those girls had a big impact on your career, to make you popular. But there were times they went overboard and when I expected you to make them stop, you never did."

"Your birthday? You didn't spare a glance at my gift and focused on your fangirls. Christmas? We fucking fought for the first time and when I tried to fix it, you avoided me. My last tournament? Not even a good luck message like usual. You even stopped walking home with me even though we go the same way!" You exclaimed, gritting your teeth and with hands in fists as Oikawa had his head hung low, memories coming back with every event you mentioned that only spiked his guilt even more.

"My birthday was the last straw. Ever since Winter Break ended and classes resumed, I endured hell. I went through things I thought you would want me to share with you, to help me, to comfort me, but no. Not even when—" You stopped mid-sentence when you felt a lump forming on your throat as you bit your lip so hard it almost drew blood.