Oikawa Tooru x Reader {{Mine.}}

Without you.

Oikawa's Pov

Without you, I feel broke, like a half of a whole. I can't forget about you. You're always the one who's popping up inside my mind. Every each day, my first motive, to seek for your presence, but right now I'm suffering through your absence. It was already been 3 years... I haven't heard anything from you. Now I'm in college, studying in another province, always busy, I wonder how you look now.. well, (Y/n)-san is beautiful, both inside and outside, even though she treats me harshly and rude, but I think.. the reason shouldn't be told to an idiot like me. Back to the old days, every each day, I read my old diary, where I write each, details in detailed, I can't forget, I saved you from a soap, ahahaha.. ridiculous right? My heart aches so much.. I want to meet you again.. without you, I feel so torned. Will I ever meet, (Y/n)-chan again? But when I look at the moon.. it gives me hope that I will, I bet... you're looking at it as well...

He stared at the wall paper of his phone, that time you

3 years ago.

Your pov.

Running to your home, face soaked with both rain and in tears, heart aching so much, mostly distracted, slippery surfaces, foot after other, suddenly you slipped, making a loud thud noise but still unnoticeable like those depression and sadness you have, scraping your knees, leaving wounds. You groaned in pain, sobbing in pain, standing up once again, blood dripping down to your ankle, washed away by the rain. It hurts. Physically and mentally. The thoughts of him, leaving you, finally settled. Yet you smiled. Like it didn't happened. Finally arriving before the gate of your home, you went inside, nobody awaits, living alone, parents working abroad.

"Mom, dad.. I wish you're here to advice me.. how t-to unlove someone..."

You spoke to yourself, silence was in taken, knees bleeding, eyes tearing up. Clenched fist beside your hip, facing down, dripping wet, also your eyes, dropping endless tears down on the floor, mixed with a brilliant red colored fluid, your blood from knees.

Next day.

You woke up, eyes open yet you feel so tired, eyes feels so sticky.. was it from my tears? Your temperature, burning, even your head hurts like hell, nose so stuffed. Did I... caught a fever?

You sneezed under your blanket, coughing, you felt so ill. A sigh escaped from your lips.

"I guess.. I can't attend school.."

During school hours at Aoba.

Oikawa as usual, always been fangirled at, every time his fangirls sights his presence, they'll scream and giggle. But acting like he's not hurt, he waved back, smiling, walking pass after your classroom. Then he remembered. He walked back, peeking inside to locate you, but there was no hint of you. He frowned before walking away. He wondered.

"Did I hurt her again...?"

From behind, Iwaizumi smacked his back, before walking beside him.

"Oi, Trashykawa, will you stop frowning, it's bothering me. Is it about her?"

"Who else..?"

"By the way I have her phone number. I got it from her friend."

"Woah. Iwa-chan."

"What."

"Never thought you could even talk with a female---"

Looking at him, almost looking terrifying to him, sweat dropping at his current sight, angry looking Iwa-chan.

"Ah Iwa-chan-- I appreciate it so-- much. Thank you. Thank you."

"And if you're thinking about her absence. She's sick."