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Y/N's POV
Flash forward to February 14, 2016
It's been two years since I was diagnosed with having a minor brain tumor. The doctor let me out of the hospital after a week and let me attend school under one condition, I'll have to do regular check-ups. He said that the tumor should be kept monitored or else, I'll be in danger. I also scheduled my surgery right after graduation so in that case, Tooru won't know about my condition anymore because he's already overseas.
Today, it's Valentines' Day and I decided to celebrate it with Tooru.
"OIKAWA!!!" Back to my usual routine, I opened my window to shout his name early in the morning. Hey, it's Valentines' Day. No time for slacking off!
He tiredly opened his window. "What?!"
"Happy Valentines' Day, Tooru!"
"Yeah, thanks."
I narrowed my eyes, thinking of hitting him with a frying pan. "You should've at least greeted me too!"
"Why would I?"
"EHHH?! Cold as ever!"
I shut my window before marching towards my bathroom. How could he so rude to me?! I hope he gut hit by a flying burrito or anything! Anyways, it's Valentines' but of course, we still have classes. I prepped myself before running downstairs, only to see my meal fully packed. My mom peeked from the kitchen.
"I know you're not going to eat your breakfast once again so I included it on your box."
I smiled at my mom before giving her a warm embrace, kissing her cheek afterward. "Happy Valentines', Mom!"
"Aw," she cupped my cheeks before kissing my nose. "Happy Valentines' too, darling."
We shared a couple of chit-chats together when my eyes suddenly landed on my wrist watch, I saw it's already past 7:15 in the morning.
"Oh, shoot." Grabbing my stuffs, I bid my Mom goodbye before storming out of the house.
"Hey, Y/N!"
I stopped on my tracks to see my Mom leaning on the gate. "Don't stress yourself too much, okay?"
"Got it, Ma'am!"
Saluting, I dashed towards the Oikawa residence, only to saw Tooru waiting for me patiently on their doorstep, foot tapping the ground while his bag is on his shoulder and goddammit, he's so gorgeous. He looked like a model of our school uniform.
