it was a regular day at school. oikawa and iwaizumi were at the front of the lunch line and oikawa was piling heaps on food onto his tray.
"getting any?" oikawa asks, holding his tray smittenly as he walks. "nope, i'm cutting." iwaizumi states, following behind oikawa.
"geez, you gym people think you're better than others just because you eat chicken breast instead of a chicken leg. just say you like boobs." oikawa rolls his eyes before carrying his tray somewhere else, and iwaizumi widens his eyes.
iwaizumi looks at oikawa, "good luck burning that off!" he says, before bumping into somebody.
the shorter figure stumbles a few steps back, and when they looks up their smile drops.
"oh great." a girl's voice shrills his ears, and without looking iwaizumi knows exactly who she is.
iwaizumi looks down, seeing y/n l/n standing right before him. "what do you want."
"for you to get away from me." she murmurs.
"fOr you to get away from me~" he mocks her, and he purposely makes a face to annoy her. it works.
"fuck you." she says, like she does everyday, before walking away.
iwaizumi turns back to look at her, very irritated state, and it brings a sly smirk to his face.
as he walks over to a table full of his teammates, one of them slaps his back as he sits down, "i love watching you guys bicker, i look forward to it everyday." matsukawa admits.
"you need help." iwaizumi gives him a weird look before he catches oikawa glancing at him. "what?" he asks.
"you know i never understood the thing between you two. why do you even hate her?" oikawa brings up, just loud enough for iwaizumi to hear.
"many reasons." iwaizumi blurts.
"name me one."
iwaizumi thinks for a second, "you know she kinda reminds me of you." and then he adds, "but somehow, she makes me even more mad."
the brunette is unsure what to think about what his best friend just said, "iwaizumi. do you not like me?"
"it's not that." he says, "like for example, you, yeah i find you annoying when you flirt with girls and all that. but for l/n, i don't know." iwaizumi admits.
oikawa processes his words, "you just can't explain it?"
"yeah." iwaizumi agrees, looking at her sitting with her friends at a seperate table. "i don't know what it is, i just hate her."
AUTHOR NOTE
writing this story is giving me lowkey vibes again 😮💨😮💨
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