Monochromatic: Haikyuu Fanfic

Chapter 62: Shoebox Memories

Oikawa fucked up. He fucked up big time.

His night went sleepless, and after several attempted calls to her, he comes to the conclusion that she shut her phone off.

How could he be so foolish? To think it would all work out. Even after restraining himself, it would all come down to this.

Stupid. Stupid Stupid.

-*-

Fukui did not cry. Not because she didn't want to - it's because she doesn't know how.

Think about it: Never had she surrounded herself with girls as she grew up. She was with boys. In addition, growing up without a father, she always gave out smiles to her mother to reassure her that she's fine. That her mother is doing a good job.

She couldn't cry if she wanted to. In a way, she has trouble on how to feel.

A weird phenomena - it's not that she's a stoic dandere or whatnot - but feeling emotions still proves as a challenge for her.

It still bothered her even after weeks - weeks  of her phone turned off to push him off her mind. She sits up on her bed with a heavy look in her eyes. "Calling me an idiot like that...He's the idiot.

She stretches her arms and heads to the vanity mirror. Sleep deprived appearance: Affirmative. There's a sleepless look in her eyes and her stringy hair nested atop her head. A trail of dried drool marked the side of her chin.

Ah yes. Oikawa Tooru would definitely fall for someone who looks like this in the morning. Gorgeous. She thinks to herself sarcastically.

That's when she notices the neglected letters on the corner of her eye - letters from the kindergarten the attended together. It's an invitation to a reunion of the class nearly twelve years ago - it also says that they plan on uncovering the time capsule before they left.

"Time capsule, huh..." All her memories from kindergarten are blurred up except for a couple events. All she remembers is that she buried hers with Oikawa and Iwaizumi's - collected all in one dusty shoebox.

Iwaizumi asked her a favor a couple days ago to go- he was quite busy himself so he couldn't attend. Not after what happened with Oikawa does she intend on going for his sake - but rather only following Iwaizumi's word.

-*-

The class was smaller than she had expected. She could've sworn there were more, but perhaps it was her own seclusion from the rest of her classmates that made that illusion.

She classified them into two groups: girls who used to make fun of Oikawa's crybaby nature, or the boys whom she picked fights with.

However, it seems that the girls from her childhood are changed - in fact, Fukui recognizes some of them as his fangirls. The guys whom she thought were tall and menacing before were just scrawny, normal looking teenagers.

The kindergarten teacher acted the same as always - however, with years passing by, some of her hair has faded to gray. She smiled amiably.

"Fukui-san? Is that you? I couldn't recognize you without those two little boys by your side."

"Ah - Kubata-san," She scratches the back of her neck sheepishly, "Well, they've went on their separate ways for college."

She frowns. "I see. That's unfortunate for them, because they'll miss out on reading their letter to themselves from long ago."

Fukui smiles politely, "I'll make sure to mail it to them for you."

"How sweet of a lady you've grown into, Fukui. I'm surprised those two young men never pursued you!"