seasonal devotion: tōru oikawa.

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THE season of spring is here. the season we met, the season i fell for you.

you're the reason why i hold spring so dear to my heart, which makes it the evermore shattering that it is now a season without you.

why am i like this? grieving a breakup that i initiated in the first place... i'm more frustrated that i still feel this way even after having the entire school break to try and heal from it.

with a new highschool year and it being our last, he was only going to grow more obsessive with volleyball and the need to bring his team to nationals. meanwhile, i would've been left in the dust even further.

this may be my third year also being involved in volleyball as karasuno's team manager, but he took his passion for it to extreme lengths to the point where i was neglected in the process.

yeah, i'm glad i'd gotten out whilst i could.

'y/n.'

i completely snap out of my line of thinking to see kiyoko, who i didn't even notice was calling my name over a million times, wanting me to help out after the 3-3 match with the new first years.

'daichi wants us to grab the things that came yesterday.'

this was easily a one-man job, but it's obvious she asked me to help out to distract myself from thinking about the breakup further.

after helping with fittings and adjustments of the fresh team jackets which was accompanied with the constant bickering from the newcomers (hinata and kageyama with a slight touch of tsukishima), i found myself in a circle with the rest of the third years to wrap things up for the the weekend.

'you know i told you that there wasn't a need to come today. it's a saturday, so you aren't obliged to fulfil club duties.' daichi says to me.

'i know, but i signed up to be the team manager for a reason. i'm happy to help.' i reply, staying on the floor with my legs crossed.

'but your mental health matters more than some club. we're not going anywhere.' suga reassures me as he rises from the floor after tying his shoe.

'i'm also a manager, remember? i can handle everything. you should just focus on getting away from anything that even remotely reminds you of oikawa.' kiyoko follows up.

god, why does it feel like i'm being lectured by all of my family members at once?

'actually, now that you say that, everything at the moment reminds me of him. i mean kageyama went to his middle school, i'm starting to see more milk bread in stock at the store, even volleyball itself is enough to think of him...

...ARGHHHHH WHAT DO I DO??' i yell in frustration as i dig my face into both of my hands whilst uncrossing my legs to kick my feet up and down.

'take a break, that's what.' daichi says with a reluctant smile on his face whilst everyone laughed along.