-In which an admirer leaves milk bread on Oikawa's desk everyday with a poem. "Time is rushing towards the end, heard you got a deal, will you call me before then? Girls in hoards, don't you love being adored. Too much time playing on the court, will you give me help of some sort? I need you, I want you, when will me and you start? - <3" *** unrequited, right person wrong time trope. I don't own any haikyuu characters. This is meant to be short and sad. Based off "Notes by 𝙄𝙙𝙮𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙏𝙤𝙢𝙪𝙧𝙖" (the book is available in my reading list)