Getting to know You (Oikawa Tooru )

1.

It was our first year of high school. And yet here he is. A star player on the volleyball team. He worked hard and was a heart throb. All the girls in the school loved him. I had to admit that I saw what they were talking about.

The crowds between the two teams were cheering, screaming their chants as loud as they could. I screamed too as I watched the court below me. Shiritorizawa had match point and we had to come back. We just had to beat them.

I came to the game because I wanted to see what all the fuss of every girl in the school was about. Now here I was, cheering like my life depended on it. Cheering for him.

The sets were 1-1 and no matter what the team did they just couldn't seem to come back.

When the final whistle blew Aoba Joshai was silent.

The rest of the team was devastated when they lost. But especially Oikawa Tooru. My heart broke with how down on himself he got. Covered in sweat, head hung low and fists clenched I saw him trying to hide a bit of a limp as he walked off the court at the end of team handshakes and thanks. Then into the locker room he went. Like there was no one in the world worth talking to in the gymnasium. More like he wanted to hide his shame.

No one in the crowd noticed, everyone was too upset that we had lost to Shiratorizawa High in the final round before the national court. The girls were more focused on how we lost then Oikawa and the rest of the teams mental state.

Before he had left I saw Iwaizumi try to talk to him, probably trying to keep him tied to reality. But I knew that the cheerful boy that all the girls had fallen in love with wasn't here at the moment. He had fallen to the darkness that guilt and shame had created in his soul.

Seeing him like that had made me decide I was going to talk to him after things calmed down. I waited for people to leave, waiting to be one of the last ones out of the stands and then quietly walked down the steps and waited outside the gym doors.

When everyone was gone I pushed the doors open but no one had been inside. I quietly took a few steps forward. But I stopped. I was held back by the sound of crying and soft screaming.

I let out a gasp. It was coming from the boys locker room. "Oikawa." I whispered. I went to take a step forward, my mind told me to, but my body wouldn't listen. My feet stayed frozen to the floor while my mind raced.

'You barely know him. You only know of him.' My mind told me over and over and so I left. I left him alone.

I was raised better than that by my parents. They taught me to help others when they needed them most. I almost just left him there. But of course guilt stopped me. I couldn't go in so I found a piece of paper and I slid it underneath the door.

Oikawa heard something slide against the cold hard floor. He didn't reach for it at first, he waited until he calmed down to investigate. When he looked around he found a folded piece of paper lying on the ground. Slowly he picked it up and unfolded it.

Remember that loosing brings you a lesson. It teaches you what you need to fix so you can become better. You all did your best. And I know that you feel guilty but it's not your fault. Keep working hard, keep fighting. Someday you'll get there. If you need me I'm always here to listen.

-Hachiko Miyumi

Oikawa smiled. He tucked the note safely into his backpack, feeling his heart warm. He's heard of this girl before. She was in magazines for her soccer skills and teamwork, heading to the nation court. And here she was, reaching out to some useless player like him, someone who couldn't even beat Shiritorizawa.

He chuckled as he packed up his things. He would have to get to know her someday. And knowing Oikawa, he always gets what he wants.