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[ O i k a w a ]

I haven't seen Iwaizumi since 2nd period and now it's nearly the last period of the day, 5th period. I got to meet everyone at lunch and they all seem nice, all of them agreeing that something is definitely up with Iwaizumi.

Walking into history with Mr. Kobayashi, I walk over to his desk and stand in front of it. He looks up from his phone and hums, sitting up straight. "Oikawa Tooru, correct?" He asks as I nod. "Go ahead and sit wherever." He says, smiling as I nod.

Looking over to the side, I'm surprised to see everyone I've met sitting at the back at multiple tables. Atsumu and some of the others wave me over, smiling brightly at me as I sit down beside the faux blonde. "Yay! You made it through the whole day!" He says happily, hugging me tightly.

Everyone's smiles soon fade as they look behind me at someone entering the room. Looking over, I frown and stiffen in fear at the sight of Iwaizumi nearing with a scowl on his face. The only open spot at these tables is the one beside me. I gulp, staring forward as he sits down.

Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I look behind me and spot a small girl with short black hair and green eyes looking at me with a sheepish look on her face. Oh boy, here is where it starts. "H-Hi! I was wondering if you'd go out with me!" She says hastily, hope in her eyes. Everyone looks at us with suppressed smiles.

"I uh... I'm taken, sorry." I say quietly, the girl's face falling into a frown.

"Who?" She asks, her tone completely changing. What the-

"She doesn't go here," I respond.

"Okay..." She mumbles, walking away to a separate table. I exhale a sigh of relief, throwing my head back.

"Do you get that often?" Makki asks as I nod.

"Back at my old school, I was the center of attention, girls would always fall to my feet. Of course, all of my friends were fake and used me for popularity because of my looks. In my opinion, it's a goddamn curse but my mom thinks otherwise. Sato was always the one who chose my friends for me, never let me choose them." I say honestly, tapping the table with my pencil.

Iwaizumi stays quiet, looking around the room.

"Question, was Sato hot?" Akaashi asks, Bokuto snapping his attention over to him.

"In all honesty, yes he was."

"Define him please," Suna says, Osamu scowling.

"Well, he has black hair, and black eyes, much like Sakusa. He has an extremely muscular body. And he had this... This devilish smirk he'd wear before he would... Uhh..." I trail off, looking away as I gulp down the want to cry.

"You don't have to go any further..." Shirabu mumbles, Iwaizumi looking over at us in a confused manner. "Nothing you need to know, Iwaizumi. So back the hell off." The copperhead says in a demanding tone.

"Oh shut your trap, Shirabu." Iwaizumi spits out, the copperhead sticking his tongue out at him. "Very mature, very mature." He adds, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest.

"Okay, everyone! I know you are all very tired, so today I'm going to just give you instructions before you can do whatever you want for the rest of class. There will be a project that will be due by the end of the year. I'M going to choose your partners and there is nothing you can do about it." The teacher says with a smile on his face, the class groaning. "Let me go over the names of the partners."

Everyone gets partnered with a random person, but I immediately freeze in place once my name is called. "And finally, Iwaizumi and Oikawa." Mr. Kobayashi says, everyone at the table staring at me as I stare forward with a blank expression, my body stiff.

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