𝙃𝙐𝙎𝙏𝙇𝙀 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙃𝙄𝙏 // 𝙤𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝙫𝙞𝙞𝙞

"Are you sure? Show me that phone." his mother said.

"What? Why?!" Oikawa exclaimed. The older woman looked around the room and then lunged forward, swiping the phone from her son.

"Kachan!" the boy whined.
"Oh? You're texting a girl?" she asked, brows raising as she scrolled back through the chat's history. "ah, I see. I see."

"That's embarrassing, Kachan!" Oikawa covered his face with his hands.
"So, her name's [Y/N]?" his mom asked.
"[L/N Y/N]." he replied. "she's a setter and the captain of the girls' volleyball team."

"Oh, just like you, then?" the woman said.
"Yeah... I've never really seen her play but from what i hear, she's amazing." a gentle smile eased its way onto Oikawa's face. "she's really pretty, and she's got this air to her... she's amazing, Kachan."

"You two must be close for you to manifest such thoughts... how long have you known her, Tooru?" the chocolate brown-haired woman asked.
"That's the problem. She hates me more than anything." Oikawa answered. "she'll go to any length to stay away from me - she won't even have a casual conversation with me."

"So you decided to text her - anonymously, may I add - to try and win her heart without her knowing it's you?" his mom raised her eyebrows. Oikawa nodded, rubbing the back of his neck.
"It's pretty stupid, I know... but it's the only way I get to talk to her." he said in a bashful manner.

"What happens when, if, she returns your feelings?" she pursed her lips. "there's a big chance that she'll have a negative reaction when you tell her that it's you who's been texting her. She'll feel betrayed by you."

"Way to make me feel better, Kachan." Oikawa rolled his eyes. "I've already said that I know this is stupid, but I... really like this girl. And it's different this time, I know it is."

His mother exhaled through her nose.
"I can do nothing but wish you luck, son. Dinner will be ready in half an hour or so." she said, kissing the top of his head before exiting the room.

- -

[L/N] held her breath. Was that a risky text to send?

'Don't be daft, [Y/N].' she internally scolded herself. 'he's openly admitted that he has feelings for you, and you're getting nervous over a text that says he's cute?'

She sat up, plucking at her top and then plugged her earbuds into her phone, putting them in her ears. She clicked on her spotify playlist, unravel - acoustic version by TK from Ling tosite sigure began to play.

She sighed at the sharp sensation in her chest, remembering the exact feelings she had experienced from Tokyo Ghoul √A.

Her phone buzzed in her hands and a notification from the newly named dannasan 💕 appeared. She tapped on it and the app opened.

- -

dannasan 💕
you really think i'm cute?

yomechan 💕
personality-wise

dannasan 💕
i'm flattered [y/n]-chan

yomechan 💕
dont push your luck stranger-san

dannasan 💕
dannasan*
dannasan 💕
you could at least call me danna (つд⊂)
dannasan 💕
or stranger-chan 🙈

yomechan 💕
stranger-chan it is

dannasan 💕
that doesn't mean i'm changing my contact name though