I loved the club! It gave me something extra to think about. The guys were great, even though they could get a little out of hand.
I got used to taking notes on their performance, noting what they could do for improvement, and making strategies that would fit them the best.
At my home away from home, I was going to ask Oikawa-san if I could use a computer for researching more strategies.
I went up to his room to ask, but I stopped when I saw him. He was looking at a piece of paper with a disheartened look on his face. He looked like he needed support from someone.
I stood there, wondering what to do. I wanted to go in there and comfort him. I wanted to know what was wrong, but I couldn't expect him to just open up. I knew that for a fact.
"Oikawa?" I pushed open the door more.
He looked up at me.
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine."
I went over to his bed. "You don't have to go whatever you're going through alone. If you don't tell someone, you're gonna blow."
"How do you know?" He looked over at me doubtfully.
"Because I've done it before. I hurt people I loved. I hurt myself. Please don't do that to yourself."
He looked back down at his hands.
"You can wait till you're ready to tell someone. I'll be here if you need me. Just call, and I'll come."
"Thanks. I might take you up on that."
I smiled at him as I left the room. I hope he tells me what's going on. I don't want him to hurt himself. I want to help. I'm always useless to people. I don't want to fail him.
~Lunch break next day~
"Mahoney-chan!" Iwaizumi-san waved over to me.
"Yes? What is it?"
"Do you know where Oikawa is? He didn't show up in class."
"He said he got a fever. I almost stayed to take care of him, but he insisted on me going to school."
"I bet he's faking." Iwaizumi-san looked pissed.
Calm down, Iwaizumi-san!
"I'll probably leave early, just to make sure nothing funky is going on."
"That's probably a good idea. Thank you for telling me."
"No problem! Any time."
~Time skip!~
I got permission to go check on Oikawa-san, so I made my way rapidly.
I entered, went up to Oikawa's room, and found him turned over on his side, facing a wall, crying.
What do I do? I almost felt like crying myself. I wanted to help, but I didn't know how.
I finally made my way to his bed, and sat down. I laid my hand gently on his shoulder. How do I help you?
"Lydia-chan, why are you here?" he cried.
"Because I wanted to now how you were doing. I wanted to know what was going on."
He sat up, still crying, and I put my arms around him.
"It's okay to cry." I held him close. I wanted to make sure he knew he wasn't alone.
"Brother died," he said through his tears. "We were so close. We were the only ones who really understood each other."
My eyes teared up. It's like what happened with my older sister, except this is permanent. Why does he have to go through this?
I realized that the best I could do was be present, and just listen. And I did. I would do anything to make him feel better.
(Oikawa's POV)
She was there right when I needed someone to be there. She made it so easy for me to talk, and she just listened to me, and let me do what I felt like I had needed to do for a while: just let my emotions flow.
I could literally feel that she cared.
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Seasons Change with Falling Leaves [Oikawa x o/c]
FanfictionAn American girl meets a famous volleyball player from Japan and gets invited to Aoba Johsai as a transfer student. She jumps at this opportunity, but an unexpected incident back in the States leaves her stranded there.