Rare were such friendships as Oikawa Tooru and Iwaizumi Hajime had.
It had lasted ever since a gentle brunette boy tried to save a trapped butterfly that got tangled in a net.
He saw something unfathomable in a ravenette boy who helped him free the butterfly.
A boy who also carried a volleyball under his arm and had long, skilled fingers that he admired.
It wasn't just a butterfly that gained freedom from the ravenette.
It was much more than a butterfly.
Summer days soon became too short for their imaginative games and long volleyball practices. Streets were too loud, filled with their laughter.
Oikawa enjoyed the way Iwaizumi would sometimes smile at him. He didn't smile at anyone else like that. Once it happened when Oikawa took a ladybug out of Iwaizumi's spiky hair and then excitedly, but still carefully and softly kept it inside his cupped palms, whispering to it.
But as all beautiful things last shortly, so did their friendship.
It was a still unknown pain in Oikawa's chest at the end of the seventh grade when he saw Iwaizumi kiss a girl.
From that day on, Oikawa Tooru hated a boy who unknowingly broke his heart.
