Oikawa went to school after a day of being sick, and he felt like crap. His mom was home for once but she was still drinking.. she ended up slapping his a few times but nothing to serious.
he always says, "oh its a bruise from practicing! Don't worry about it." To Iwaizumi. He still hasn't noticed everything thats going on at home. But Oikawa dosn't think he needs to know. No one needs to know.. he thought to himself, walking down the hallway to the gym
"Captain! your back!" an onion head guy said.
"yeah sorry i was gone yesterday!" he said with a slight smile.
(at the end of the day oikawa was at the gym cleaning up. Kinda avoiding to go home. So he ended up staying a while practicing serves)
He keeps all his emotions hidden. Volleyball was his escape from reality. Just like his moms escape was alcohol, and with other people drugs. Every spike or serve had a little bit of his emotions in them. Thats the reason why every serve of his is so powerful. His emotions are the thing that makes them powerful.
He hates being called shittykawa or flattykawa, the thing he hates the most is when people say his life is perfect. When it really isn't. He feels fake whenever someone says that, and he doesn't want to be fake or have anyone think less of him.
It was now 11:00 at night. He had been there for about 4 hours practicing. His hand looked like a tomato now, but he kept going.
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hope you enjoyed! thanks again to @wiiped-outt for the cover.
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The Rooftop
FanfictionWhat if Oikawa really hates the nicknames people call him? what if his home life wasn't as good as iwaizumi thinks? what will happen when iwazumi finds oikawa on the rooftop doing something? ... Y/N: thank you to @wiiped-outt ! the cover is amazing...
