FIRST LOVE / LATE SPRING ✶ OIKAWA TOORU

He could not understand how she could see through his façade he put his efforts into constructing over the years. She, who kept mostly to herself, had eyes as sharp as a hawk to see through the cracks of his porcelain skin.

"Please don't say you love me," Oikawa would say, but the aching in his heart would yell the opposite. "You know I'm rotten inside."

"All the more reason to adore the bits and pieces of you."

A story of one most-desired volleyball captain and his late spring- a first love he hoped to be not so painful.

[ oikawa tooru x female oc ]