Amano Misaki
He picks me up bridal-style as soon as he sees me outside the school gates.
"...Oikawa-san..."
"You're so cute, Misa-chan." he smirks down at me, lowering me a bit so that I'm forced to wrap my thin arms around his neck.
I look down at his muscular arms.
They're so toned...
"Do you play sports Oikawa-san?"
His eyes light up like a child's.
"Yes. Volleyball."
That's not fair Oikawa-san, you're so cute...it makes my chest hurt...
He didn't say anymore but the passion I felt in that instant made me understand that that was what he truly loved.
Lucky...I wish I had that sort of passion inside of me...
"Come to one of my matches." he commands.
"I-"
"That's an order Misa-chan."
"O-okay." was the only thing that I could say.
We watched the sunset as he carried me to my house.
"So it's here." he smirks down at me.
"Expect visits from yours truly from now on."
🏐
The next day, I was back in the Gym.
I can't believe I'm back in the gym again...I should be using this time to study...
"Iwaa-chan!"
Oikawa-san?
Gone was the playful Oikawa-san, replaced by a serious game-on face.
"Alright!" says the scary Iwa-chan.
I stayed until 6pm, when their practice ended.
Oikawa-san beamed when he saw me, sitting there, looking at my various books.
"Studying again Misa-chan?" he asks playfully as he pats my head.
"Yes. I quite enjoy studying." I say softly.
"Misa-chan this is Hajime Iwaizumi, also known as Iwa-chan."
"Nice to meet cha." says Hajime-san. Then he leans close to me so that Oikawa-san couldn't hear him.
"A warning. Shitty-kawa here is a womanising playboy. Just...be careful alright?"
I nod.
"Iwa-chan~ stop backstabbing me like that! I'm serious about her!" exclaims Oikawa-san in a slightly angry voice.
🏐
That afternoon, we walked home together again.
Before I could protest, he laced his fingers with mine, holding my hand tight enough so that I couldn't escape.
"Misa-chan..." he cupped my face with his hand.
"Oikawa-san..." I say as his face inches closer to mine, a blush forming on my cheeks as I close my eyes.
"Just kidding." he chuckles as he pulls away from me, his hand still in mine.
He's so handsome...
I stare at him as I admire his beautifully sculpted features.
"Checking me out? Misa-chan?"
"...no..." I replied softly, embarrassed.
He leans in close to me and whispers in my ear.
"You can do plenty of that at my house."
I shiver and blush.
He chuckles.
"Just kidding." he says lightly as he walks in front of me.
I blush profusely.
"Oikawa-san..."
"What?"
"N-nothing." I respond, embarrassed.
🏐
The following day, I didn't know why but I was back at the gym.
Watching Oikawa-san play is so amazing...he really is a King of Volleyball.
I think as I watch him pass to his teammates.
"Misa-chan yoho~" he says as he comes up to me after his training, sweating.
"Oikawa-san," I say as I hand him a water bottle, "good job."
He stares at me.
"Misa-chan, you should smile more. You'd look more beautiful that way."
The way he says that so nonchalantly...
"I-I'll try my best...Oikawa-san." I say softly.
"Yoshi, yoshi, good girl~" he says in a sing-song voice as he caresses my cheeks, a blush forming on them.
🏐
As we walked home, enjoying the sunset, he asked me that question.
"Misa-chan, will you come to my Interhigh Tournament?"
"I..."
It's really important to him...
"Okay, Oikawa-san."
"Yay!" he says happily as he lifts me up and spins me around.
I allowed my head to fall back as I laughed happily.
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My smile...is only for you Oikawa-san. Thank you. For helping me find my smile again.
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