they don't love you like I do
_______Oikawa led you down the hallway. There were plenty of white doors aligning the walls. There were paintings of his family on the walls as well. From what you could tell, the Dad was definitely out of the picture. He also has an older sister that was very pretty looking.
Oikawa opened the door at the end of the hallway, and you entered after him. The sight was not what you expected.
His room was huge. He has gray walls but a darker gray was the accent. There were three huge windows on the east side of the room, below those windows was a long desk with two seats. Underneath the desk had storage units filled with books and magazines. On the west side of the room held a desk with a computer system seat up. The wall was filled with pictures of his family and friends and achievements. There were a few professional volleyball posters as well, framed and signed.
The north end of the room held a huge king-sized bed with gray bedding. There were surprisingly a lot of pillows on the bed as well. Two bedside tables were by each side of the bed, filled with different things. Further down the wall was an open door. Inside it was a bunch of clothes and dressers, but it was dark so you couldn't see anymore.
The south side of the room had another door opened, it was another room. You couldn't see much but there was a bed in there with a tv. There was another door by it but it was closed. The south side of the room had a coach that curved inside the room and there was a large tv on the wall. There was a gaming system underneath it.
The floors were birch wood, but a huge gray rug was placed on top of it. You could tell it was but couldn't feel it since you had socks on.
"We have been waiting for you." Hanamaki groaned, his body draped over the sofa dramatically. Matsukawa was sitting on the floor beside the couch, on his phone. Hajime was sitting in one of the chairs at the desk area doing his homework.
"Sorry about that." You smiled, trying to act like you weren't crying a few moments ago. Oikawa had both of your book bags with him as he grabbed them before coming upstairs.
"Homework time!" Hajime clapped his hands together, "Unless you wanna get kicked off the volleyball team like last year again."
Hanamaki groaned, "I was only kicked off for a week. I got my grades up too." He sat down beside Hajime pulling out his textbook from his bag.
Matsukawa opted for the coach, pulling out all his worksheets. Oikawa chooses his bed, flopping down on it. You decided on the gaming chair.
This will be a long night.
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You were done with all your assignments after 30 minutes, but the rest of the boys were still hard at work. They had more work due to them being third-years.
You were snapping back people, and opened your new friend group's group chat. You were going to open your old friend's group chat when you came home. The group chat was filled with drama, you didn't understand who they were talking about, but you agreed anyway with them.
You gazed up at the wall filled with photos. There were a few photographs of his teammates throughout his school years. You noticed a bunch of pictures of Hajime and him throughout their childhood. There was a picture of Hajime, Matsukawa, Hanamaki, and Oikawa on the bus together, everybody was smiling. You noticed a picture higher up that was taken off of a ride camera. Oikawa was holding on to the ride's handlebars in a death grip. His face was pure panic and terror. Hanamaki was beside him with a huge smile on his face and his arms raised. Matsukawa and Hajime were arm wrestling in the front.
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FanfictionYandere Oikawa He just was never enough. That repeating thought clung to his skin. A living parasite infecting his whole body and mind. Inflicting harm on every one of his cells; eating away at what was the last of his sanity. He was so disgusted...