It felt rather strange walking into a school Oikawa didn't belong in. To make it even worse, he'd still been wearing his bright, eye-catching Aoba Johsai jersey jacket.
So, as expected, Oikawa had received quite a few piercing stares & glares from the students cleaning around him. It felt like every person he'd passed by had their eyes on Oikawa. Not in a form of admiration or a simple glance, no. It was pure judgement. All eyes were on him, as though he was at the centre of a ring like in a circus & his role was the miserable clown.
Oikawa slightly gripped at Kuroo's black school vest:
- Where the heck is that classroom? Can't we hurry up? Everyone's looking at me weirdly. I— Why's everyone still even at school?
- Cleaning time isn't over, stupid. It will be in a few minutes, though.
- Well, can't they hurry up?! - Oikawa whisper-shouted.
They walked through an almost empty hall. Only a girl sweeping the floor with a broom stared at Oikawa with a judgemental face, making the guy slightly hide behind Kuroo's book bag.
- When will we—?!
- We're here. - Kuroo stated as he opened the door to the last classroom at the end of the hall.
Oikawa peeked his head inside the classroom after Kuroo stepped inside & stood near a desk, taking his stuff out. Oikawa glanced around.
The desks seemed to have just been wiped with a wet cloth, cleaned of any pen ink or dust they'd collected during the day. Oikawa could also see a few students sitting at the front of the classroom, all freely chatting with each other. He could hear stupid jokes thrown around each other while a number of them played with their pens, spinning them around.
A pencil shot across the classroom as Oikawa stepped inside, all eyes on him again.
- Oh, yeah, I brought the fresh meat with me.
- Oh? He actually came with you? - a guy with trim, fair hair spoke up.
- Hm? Well, the shithead isn't as pretty as those junior high girls said he is.
Oikawa awkwardly stood in the doorway, frozen like a statue as he watched Kuroo sit down next to the fair-haired guy. He felt dumbfounded.
- Hi, sorry—
Oikawa felt a light presence behind him.
- Ah, sorry about that. - Oikawa stepped aside.
A girl with short, dark brown hair with a side fringe that covered the side of her forehead passed by him. She headed towards the teacher's desk.
Oikawa silently observed the girl, watching as she placed her black backpack with green embroidery sewn in it, greeting the others. The bad leaned against the teacher's desk & she took off a dark red jersey jacket, which had the school's name printed on the back. Beneath the zip-up jacket, she'd worn the typical school uniform, quickly taking off the black vest, which only left a white button-up top untucked from her skirt & a dark red tie.
The girl had a tan complexion with golden eyes, emphasising all of the warm colours upon her.
She cuffed her sleeves up to her elbows & unbuttoned a few buttons near her neck. Oikawa caught a minor glance at her collarbone as she tied her hair. Or, at least, attempted to. Her fringe & hair at the side of her head fell out of the hair tie due to how short her dark locks were.
The girl opened one of the windows closer to her & got back to the teacher's desk. She got out her physics textbook, a notebook & stood beside the dark green chalkboard.
YOU ARE READING
- tutoring sessions // oikawa tooru.
Fiksi Penggemar- ...You know, Rūna'chan, you are very smart, but there are still many things you don't even know how to do. I think... - he traced his hand towards the girl's. - I think I could teach you a few things as well. He held her hand. - Like what, then? ...
