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Three months. Three months since the accident that could've taken Oikawa's life. But to Oikawa, he believed his life was over. Volleyball was his life, and if he couldn't play it anymore, what was he supposed to do.

Oikawa leans back in his seat with a lazy smirk, "you're hoping there would be a next time?" "Asshole." Iwaizumi spats. "Babe." "Fuck you." "I'm not stopping you." OR: How (not) to handle an asshole billionaire jerk if you're also an asshole billionaire jerk. -> I do not own any haikyuu!! characters. -> Sakura, Hana, Hotaru and Uki are my OCs Art on the cover is mine (@/t33fth on Instagram)

Tooru Oikawa. An introvert, shy, suffering from major anxiety, cute nerd who's got a crush on a boy. →i do not own any haikyuu!! characters. -> Hana, Sakura and Hotaru are my Ocs THIS STORY DOES NOT ROMANTICISE MENTAL ILLNESS