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College--[CHAPTER 38] Oikawa Tooru *Paint a New Picture*

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Your thumb swiped against the paper canvas as the charcoal stained your finger. You were using Bob Ross as an inspiration and decided to create art completely made of blacks and greys. It made your heart warm that he did an entire segment for that blind man.

As you inhaled the dusty material, you coughed a bit. Charcoal was terrible to breathe in-well, any kind of art supplies was bad to breathe in. Most of it was toxic. Before you swiped again, you studied the shape of your hands.

It reminded you of your twin brother, Iwaizumi. You felt bad because his hands were always so calloused from playing sports, but honestly yours weren't much better. They always had the tint of your most recent painting or sculpture, like now with the charcoal.

Your thumbs and the sides of each fingers were covered in the black, dusty medium. As you were looking at your palms, a sudden thought raided your mind. His friend, Oikawa, was definitely a looker. He attracted girls left and right, and you'd see him at the frat parties when you walked by.

He had brown, soft hair and chocolate eyes that could have any woman he wanted. Any woman except you. Being an artist, you had this natural ability to observe and make note of even the smallest details. It was easy, really, to see Oikawa's true self using that ability.

He was a partier, a playboy, a 'one and done' person, someone who could not hold a relationship simply because he's greedy. He wants more and more women until his heart bursts. And that disgusted you.

You didn't mind someone having multiple relationships in the past, but he has another one everyday. Monday it was Akuma, Tuesday it was Sana, Wednesday it was Mina, and so on. He couldn't find one person and keep them, maybe break up and try again later in life.

It was frustrating that your twin brother was friends with such a man, but as long he didn't become oikawa you were content with their friendship. Your hand observation was interrupted when your phone rang, Iwa's contact on the screen

You sighed as you tried to press the call button with your chin so you wouldn't get any charcoal on your screen. You silently screamed victory when it worked.

" Y/n?" You heard him warily ask.

" Yes..? Why do you sound so sad?"

" It's just...I've got a problem. And its pretty serious."

" What happened? Are you okay?" He was now worrying you. Did he do something? Did Oikawa do something? Were they in trouble?

" It's Oikawa."

Ah, of course it is. He got someone pregnant, didn't he?

You sighed. " And why does he concern me? Why should I care?"

" Look, I know you hate him and all, but he's still a person. Have a little compassion, jeez."

" Right, right." You nodded your head sarcastically on your side of the phone, " human compassion, got it."

You cleared your throat audibly. " OH NO, WHAT'S HAPPENED DEAREST TOORU?? I DO HOPE HE'S EVER OKAY, IT WOULD JUST BREAK MY KIND HEART IF HE WERE TO GET HURT~!" You tried to sound fake-worried as possible.

" Y/nnnn." He warned.

" Fine, fine. What's wrong with the fuckboy?"

" He hasn't seen anyone for around a month or two. I'm not kidding."

You were a little taken aback. Iwa sounded serious and jst the thought of that brunette going TWO MONTHS without a girl was actually worrying.

" Maybe he's gay now."