[T.Oikawa]

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00 -˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚Milkbread and a Poem ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚
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•*•** You nervously walk through the silent halls of Aoba Johsai High. You look through the window of the 3rd years classroom. It's empty, in your hand you're holding milk bread and a poem for Oikawa. You know he has admirers already but your heart longs for him to know.

You open the door and check the hallway one more time before walking towards his desk and setting the items down. Your hands shake nervously as you walk away looking back at the food and the piece of paper before walking up the stairs to watch their morning practice.

You peek out the window and see Oikawa jogging back and forth and your cheeks feel warm. You continue to watch them for 30 mins before you decide to head to class early.

Tooru's perspective:

My legs feel heavy as I lazily walk towards the gym. I feel Iwa by my side. Only he knows how much I want to win against Shriatorizawa. I can feel how annoyed everyone is with me for having them have extra morning practices but we can't afford to lose.

I feel a harsh smack against my head and bring a smile to my face. "Owwww Iwaaaa, That hurt." I make my face pout to bring some humor into the locker room. "Get it together shittykawa." I breathe out before changing into my school clothes and head to class with Iwa. We walk in and get greeted by everyone as I try my hardest to smile big.

I was up to my desk and see milk bread and note. I look puzzled and look around and Iwa gives me the same look. Hanamaki hits me on my back and smiles. "Looks like Oikawa has another fan girl." I laugh and sit down dropping my bag against my seat.
My heart feels warm, I think I really needed this after the hard practice. I grab the note and open it.

Oikawa, the wind breezing through your hair in the mornings and sharp shivers fill my senses. You are more than perfect you are electric. You work so hard, day and night, eat this bread and feel right. One day I want you to see me the way I see you before all the other girls crowd your view.

I feel my heart get even warmer after reading the note. Most people think I have a lot of fan girls but it's not true. Some girls just find me attractive and just ask me out. I find myself wanting to know who did this. I gently put the letter into my backpack and decide to save the bread for lunch. I look forward waiting for my teacher to instruct everyone. •*•**

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This book will be short and sad. I read short books at night they're really great so I'm trying to write one.
Word Count : 499