Lecture Days!

6 | Oikawa Tooru

Lunchtime had rolled into Oikawa's schedule sooner than expected, and he trotted down a familiar cobblestoned sidewalk on his way to one of his favorite cafes on the campus. With each step came a whistle; a cheerful tune that came was sourced from Oikawa's lips. With his messenger bag slung over his shoulder and hands stuck in his pockets, he made his way to the cafe, ready for an early lunch.

Earlier, Oikawa had luckily run into his good friend, the Ice Queen of Niiyama Joshi Girls' High School, two class periods before lunchtime. With quite a bit of persuasion, he somehow managed to convince her to allow him to meet up with her and his other beloved friend, [Name] at the very cafe he was heading to for their lunch.

Of course, he was already familiar with the road from his last class to the cafe-- he had pressured himself to get acquainted with each route he expected he would need a few days before his classes actually started. And unlike you or Gina, he expected for himself to be early to his classes due to already knowing the best routes.

However, to his surprise, he was not early. You, Gina, Bokuto, and Sugawara were already seated at one of the outdoor tables, cups of coffee each sitting in front of their respective owners. You were seated between Gina and Bokuto, with Sugawara sitting across from you and an extra empty chair filling a spot between you and Bokuto. And upon seeing his appearance at this cafe, you threw an arm up to send him a wave.

"Oikawa!" You chirped, waving him over. "I didn't know you were coming too!" You exclaimed as you pulled out a metal garden chair next to you so he could take a seat.

For some reason, the brunet male felt both pleased and annoyed at the sight in front of him. Yes, he gladly filled the spot that you offered, but a part of him was irked by the fact that Bokuto and Sugawara were here. What were they doing here? The lunch should have just been you, him, and Gina. Not with that stupid, hyperactive owl boy and that old mother hen, Sugawara.

He waved the feeling away, voting instead to pull him a charming smile and settling down his bag. "Hi everyone! Did you guys order yet?" He asked, waving a waiter over so he could make an order.

Sugawara nodded, offering him a grin. "We did; sorry to start this lunch without you!" He apologized.

Oikawa just waved it off, although a twinge of jealousy bit at him still. But the brunet male ignored the off feeling, writing it off as probably just something unimportant. Don't mind, don't mind, he chanted to himself habitually.

When the waiter arrived, Oikawa took the menu from his hands before the waiter scurred away, a plastic tray tucked under his arm. The others simply just continued on with the conversation they had before Oikawa had arrived. But the movements that Oikawa had as he took the menu caught your eye.

Dark acorn-colored eyes lazily scanned the menu before him, but you leaned over, peering down at the menu. A soft smile lit up your face, and you pointed to one of the selections.

"I chose that one," you stated proudly. "And I got a coffee with it. What're you getting, Oikawa?" You asked him, smiling.

Teasingly, Oikawa smirked and brought a hand up to his chin, rubbing it in a thoughtful way. "Oh, I dunno... What do you recommend, [Name]?" He asked you, gently bumping your shoulder with his own.

You shrugged. "Well... I dunno. I've never been here before," you admitted shyly. "Why? Have you been here before?"

The brunet nodded. "Yup! And I know which dishes are the best." He kissed his fingers and did jazz hands. "The pasta's great; any of it. So are the baked sandwiches; [Favorite Baked Sandwich] is the be--"

He was interrupted by your squeal. "[Favorite Baked Sandwich] is my favorite! It's what I got, see?" You pointed to the selection again.

"Ah, really?" He asked, pretending to be impressed, but you punched his arm for his mock. You would have punched him again, but the waiter had returned to take Oikawa's order. Of course, knowing the cafe fairly well, Oikawa only ordered his usual of a simple sandwich, pastry, and coffee. After a few moments of ordering his meal, the two of you turned back to the conversation.