Part 1

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Oikawa POV:

I stand by the ocean as the waves barely grace my feet
I didnt like the ocean
The water can be a very scary place
It's deep
It's Cold
It's Lonely
And it's dark

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"oh look hes gonna cry!"
The kids laughed as they forced my head into the pond

Someones foot pushing my head into the water while I struggle and scream for them to stop.

"PLEASE I DIDNT KNO-"

I try to speak but my head gets shoved back down with a slash

Suddenly I am thrown to the floor but not without my head hitting the concrete
"So I will ask you again, were you or were you not hitting on my girl?"

I get kicked straight in the gut

"AWNSER ME FUCKER"

I stayed silent and curl into a ball and brace for the pain

I hear yelling but I'm petrified and wont look up afraid they might still be there

I wait

And wait

But they never come
It's quiet

"HEY!"

Someone had yelled in my direction
I flinch and start to softly sob not knowing what this person will do to me

"Hey... you alright?"

I slowly lift my head and look at the voice, it's someone I don't know, so why is he here?

I see his eyes, brown as chocolate filled with worry and concern, he looks like he might actually care about me.

"I'm... im fine"

I say as I try and stand up only to crash back to the floor.

"Omg do you need help, um I can bring you to my house I live right around the corner we can get you fixed up and then I-"

"No, it's fine I said"

"Your obviously not, so you see yourself right now! Your arms are bruised and decorated with cuts and your knees are bloody, I saw you being forced into that water and you have the nerve to sit here and say your ok!"

"I-"

"NO your not ok! Come with me we'll get you fixed up"
He held his hand out for me and ordered me to follow him, he had to support me most of the way because I could barely stand on my own.

He had beautifully tanned skin with dark charcoal hair, muscular figure and a pretty face, he looked around my age. he reminded me of Tarzan and that made me giggle

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing.. it's nothing"
I say remembering my thought and continued to silently chuckle

We arrived at his house and he helped me inside, his house was a good size with white walls and wooden floors. He pulled up a chair for me and told me to sit down while he went to get the first aid kit. His house had plants all around and a lot of windows, letting in the afternoon sun making the room look like it was tinted orange.

"Hey, stop zoning out."

He flicked my forehead

"Give me your arms I need to disinfect them, it might hurt but suck it up ok?"

He softly said even though the words weren't as soft.
(Ok I have no idea how to explain this part so I'll try sorry)

He dabbed the cotton ball on the many cuts printed on my arm, it was painful, but to distract myself I tried to start a conversation with this Guy

"Hey um, so I'm like in your house and being cared for by you I don't even know your name."

....

"Hajime"

"What?"

"Hajime Iwaizumi"

"That's a pretty name" I say to myself (he says it out loud but like quietly)

An soft blush colored his ears, cute i thought to myself.

"Well you know mine so do I get to know yours-"

"Can I call you iwa-Chan?"

"....w h a t" he stared at me blankly

"Can I call you Iwa-Chan! I normally have nicknames for people and I like iwa-Chan, has a nice ring to it, so if it makes you uncomfortable I under-"

"No it's fine, but again, Your giving me nicknames and I don't know your name" he rolled his eyes

"Well I'm oikawa, oikawa tooru to be exact!"

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Edit: I made this unclear and I didn't realize it but they are in collage, they have never met before this sorry if y'all got confused

Hey uhhh this is how it turned out, I don't know how many parts this will have but I'm excited to write this book! If you guys could leave any feedback or point out spelling errors that would be awesome because it's like 1am and I'm half asleep.

Anyway hope you liked this first chapter and if something isn't clear don't be afraid to ask!

-rat 🐀

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