All the Years Between us (Yandere! teacher Oikawa x Student! Reader)

22. Past

A heavy atmosphere hangs in the air, you feel like you're going to suffocate. You haven't heard a single word from the guy after broke your heart and ruined your social life. You felt very conflicted, not to mention what he said, you couldn't wrap your head around what happened.

''Y/n... what on earth was he talking about?'' Oikawa asked you as he gently caressed your cheek.

''I-I don't know, have you met him before? It seems like you scared the living shit out of him'' tears slowly started to escape from your eyes.

''I have never even heard of him before you loosely told me about him. Maybe the attack was traumatic and the sound of a man he doesn't know triggered him?'' he said as he wiped the tears off your face.

''Yeah, that might be it, he just isn't scared-'' Oikawa silenced you before you could say anything else.

''Never talk about him again. Okay? You have me and that's all you need'' he said in the same disturbing monotone voice he used before.

''Yeah, o-of course''

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When you got back to the house, he worked his magic trick on you, the one where he managed to let you forget about everything negative going on. He had been bombarding you with love and goofy jokes, it feels like he will do just about anything to keep you happy.

What a wonderful man, I feel so blessed, I could stay like this forever.

Oikawa had pulled out his family's photo albums, he seems to have a story to tell about every single photo, even the ones he isn't in. You couldn't help but laugh out loud.

''Baaaabe, don't laugh!'' he whined.

''I just can't help it, you must have been quite a handful as a child'' you teased him.

''No way, I'm the sunshine child of the family, everyone loves me!'' he pouted.

The way he childishly tries to defend himself made you laugh even louder. In the midst of the two of you goofing you remembered something he told you.

''Tooru? Is it okay if I ask you about something very personal?'' you asked out of a sudden, you had fear in your chest of ruining the mood he worked so hard on creating.

''You should know this by now, y/n, no secrets are allowed between us'' he said.

''Of course, babe. Would you mind telling me about the reason you got prescribed the antipsychotic?'' you quietly asked. You made sure to hold his hand in case he would get mad or something.

He ran his hand through his beautiful brown curly hair. You could clearly see how taken back he was from your question.

''Sure, sure. It actually started in my early childhood, I remember hearing a voice calling out to me from the dark to 'come and play'. It became more often and I had no idea it wasn't normal, so I kept it to myself. One day, when I was in high school, I felt like everyone was watching me and planned to hurt me, so I snapped''

The hurt and shame are visible in his eyes, you truly feel sorry for him, but your curiosity wasn't satisfied. You just couldn't get yourself to ask your burning questions.

What led up to the 'snap'? What kind of thoughts roamed your mind? How did you snap?

It's something you have to find out for yourself. Something you will look into tonight.