If staying with him makes her a masochist, then so be it.
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TOXIN
BOOK TWO OF THE "SETTER THING" TETRALOGY
by Anittpad
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Synopsis:
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[First Name] was one persistent brat. She was a committed delinquent on a mission to get her old life back. She acte...
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𝗞𝗜𝗦𝗘 𝗥𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗧𝗔
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❝Isn't it obvious?❞ He smirked before loosening his red tie sensually in his attempt to draw her attention to his uniform. ❝I'm here because I go here.❞
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[First Name] was aware of all of the glares her teammates had been sending Oikawa’s way ever since he arrived together with her at the girls’ volleyball gym. She just decided to ignore them and, apparently, so did he. She couldn’t understand why they were so fond of her, considering she’d been treating them like they were nothing else but pawns in her board game of chess, but didn’t see it as a problem, so she just let them be.
After all, she didn’t particularly need them to hate her. Their only job was to bring her national, therefore also do everything she’d say. So, as long as they did just that, she’d have no reason to change their views on her and neither would she have any to change their views on Oikawa.
Sure, it might’ve been true that, to a degree, she cared about that strange senpai of hers. Well, at least enough to nurse him back to health after injuring him. However, she also enjoyed listening to the sound of his whines and, by the looks of it, everyone else around him must’ve, too.
Because, otherwise, why else did they insult him everyday the way they did?
Well, thanks to her meeting with Murasakibara just now, she seemed to be the last member to have arrived at the gym today. By the time she’d finished changing out of her uniform and into her jersey in the girls’ volleyball clubroom, the rest of the members must’ve already been here, waiting for her arrival. She supposed it was nice not having to be the one waiting for once.
“What’s the manwhore doing here?” Shiozaki asked, practically cringing at Oikawa’s presence.
“You’re just mad I’ve never flirted with you, aren’t you, Shiozaki-san?” Oikawa grinned.
“Like hell I am.”
“Well, don’t worry, though, okay? None of it was ever real and is ever gonna be real anyway. It’s just something I do in exchange for love. Besides, I’m [First Name]-chan’s property now. She can tell me to stop and I’ll stop right away. Isn’t that right, [First Name]-chan?”
