after the brunette's fourth period, he skipped through the hallways. he got used to girls constantly pestering him that he was their soulmate, well not really 'pestering' as he would call it, he found it kind of amusing that girls would push themselves into him. although, it was also bothering him that that this girls are shameless. sure it has advantages, but sometimes, it's kinda dangerous to be selfless.
he bumped into something, or rather someone.
the boy had black hair, and he had tan skin color. at first, you would think he's a foreigner from another country, but he's pure japanese. in fact, he looked familiar.
too familiar for the brunette's liking.
suddenly, a thought crossed through oikawa's mind.
"iwa-chan?"
the boy looked back at the brunette. the boy looked at the brunette's wrist, seeming startled. he then rolled his sweater sleeve down, fast, as if trying to hide something.
the boy just turned hid back.
"my name is iwaizumi, i'm afraid. you've got the wrong person."
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sweater weather. | iwaoi
Fanficwhere stars were shining brightly, window panes were perfectly aligned, and there was a person made for you; oikawa was made for iwaizumi, but he decided to hide it. completed ; 042716 highest ranking: #226 in short story
