𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐢𝐚 [𝙤𝙞𝙠𝙖𝙬𝙖 𝙩.] ✓

[ ⋆ ༄ ˖⁺ 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 ]

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leaning off the railing you took a deep breath as you saw the looks on the boys faces. the game was over quickly, shiratorizawa took the game in straight sets. looking up across the court you could see kaede giving you a sad smile, she had come to cheer her school on, but she didnt expect you to be here, after all school spirit wasnt really your thing.

bounding down the railing, you met up with the girl. she smiled as the wrapped her arms around you, "that went over quick." she pulled away with a sigh before responding, "you might wanna go talk to him at some point, yeah?" you only nodded in response before turning towards the exit. you noticed the brown haired boy surrounded by extremely over dramatic fan girls crying over his loss. he smiled at each of them sweetly as he thanked them for their support. he looked your way before beginning to walk towards you, giving him a smile as he walked towards you. what you didnt expect was for him to avert his gaze before walking past you, bumping shoulders as he went.

you swiftly turned only to see him returning to his team, not even giving you a second glace, "the hell was that?" you rolled your eyes before awkwardly leaving the building. sitting in the drivers seat you sighed before leaning your head back. giving yourself a minute to try and think of anything you had done wrong. when nothing came to mind you threw your head forward again before starting the drive home.

"to think i wasted my gas on that fuckin' prick."

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pulling into the driveway of what definitely wasnt your house, you pulled yourself from the car and gathered the courage to knock on the door. you stood there for a few awkward moments before his mother answered the door, you mentally sighed in relief that it was her who answered. "is oikawa here yet?" she smiled sweetly before opening the door a bit wider and gesturing for you to come in, "hes in his room, hes in a mood though," taking off your shoes you quickly thanked her before making your way up the stairs and to his door. you knocked on it and waited for him to answer, when he did, he didnt even look for who knocked. he just opened it and went back to his bed. you let out a long sigh before sitting next to him,

"what you want." he spoke in a tone that was full of spite,

"sorry for wanting to check on you after you treated me like a bitch." he groaned before sitting up and facing you, "can you just leave? its not like we're dating. its not your job to check up on me."

"youre right. we arent. but ya know fuck me for interpreting your half assed confession as anything else. you, are the one who told me that shit only days after you got dumped. you, are the one who said that even though you dont know me."

"leave." 

"fuck you. honestly." quickly getting up and dusting yourself off you reached his door,

"i dont know what the fuck is wrong with you, and to be honest i dont give a shit. but fix it."

he scoffed before turning over again. slamming the door you thanked his mother for the 'hospitality' before putting on your shoes and leaving the house.

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a/n: shit.