# 𝙂𝙄𝙍𝙇𝙎 𝙄𝙉 𝘽𝙄𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙄𝙎 : t. oikawa

6 • MASTER PLAN

Chapter 6
Master plan

trigger warning: minor ED mention

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Kusu_iwa football is my favorite sport
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user 1 it's called soccer

Sawamama i'll learn to play for you!
↳Kusu_iwa girl bye
↳Sawamama so mean...

user 3 this outfit is so weird 😭
↳user 4 no. it's cunt.

user5 so sexy

Thekingoikawa hey! so did you forget i play volleyball?
↳Thekingoikawa yeah i dont play football so maybe change the caption!
↳H.Iwaizumi4 try not to be an idiot challenge
     ↳Kusu_iwa failed

user7 maybe i'll buy this collection 😍

Kusumoto rested on the matress on the floor of her bedroom. That's all that was left anyway. She was finally moving out of her parent's house and becoming an independent woman. she scrolled through the comments, reading the silly things oikawa would say.

She felt like the giddy teenager that she should have been back in junior high. She never lost her attraction to boy, and he had mostly stayed the same so all of her feelings were rushing back. but this feeling didn't relinquish her need for greedy revenge.

Plans of what she could do to him ran through her head.
- make him get her coffee
- clean her new apartment
- buy her clothes
but these would be hard with his busy schedule.

  "How about you come help instead of doom scrolling," Kitani, Her younger brother, yelled from the other room.

"i'm not!" she yelled back, throwing her phone onto her mattress.

"then GET OUT HERE!" he yelled while kicking her door open.

"geez! calm yourself! this could be your room so don't break your own door," she stared at the boy standing in the doorway, holding a box in his hands.

"this room will be saved for when you come crawling back," he narrowed his eyes and smirked.

Kusumoto huffed and turned away from her brother, laying on her stomach on the mattress, "that's not the way to get someone to help you,".

"well this is your stuff so if you don't want me to trash it, then get your ass out here,".

"that is no way to talk to your sister," a short woman with a round bob pushed the boy down the hallway. Her mother was a sincere woman. She cared so much for Kusumoto as a child that she gave her all the sweets and baked goods she could ask for.

"you've got to do something with his attitude problem," The young girl finally stood up from where she laid.

her mother rolled her eyes, "grab some boxes and help out,".

Kusumoto sighed, "fine! maybe this is just my way of saying i want to stay! i'll miss you guys,".

her mother rolled her eyes again, "That's so sweet, but it really is time for you to leave this house. you're just trying to excuse your laziness,".

Although she didn't have many things, they bought kusumoto huge boxes so she didn't have too many of them to move. They were too large for her shorts arms to hold properly so she was making her brother do all of the work.

The trunk of the car had been stuffed with all the things from her room. They were going to save buying furniture until they're actually at her new apartment, in the core of tokyo.

"hey mom," she said while they finished shoving boxes into the car, "are you really ok with the way i turned out?".

"why would you say that?".

"i mean like, was it hard seeing me go through such drastic changes?" kusumoto slammed the trunk door shut.

Her mother had a sincere look in her eyes while she thought about her daughter's past, "iv always just wanted what is best for you. I would have done anything to stop the way those kids treated you. and i wish..." she paused for a second, "...you were able to reach this goal in a healthier way,".

Kusumoto gave her mother a weak smile, "i know. but at least i'm recovered now, right? It gave me tough skin,".

"you're the strongest person i know. i'm so proud,".

they both smiled gingerly and hugged each other tightly.