oikawa tooru · haikyuu · volleyball · narcissistic · flirtatious · funny · childhood friend · romantic · cute · japanese
The late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of the empty hallway, casting a mosaic of light and shadow across the wooden floor. The lingering scent of sweat and earth hung in the air, mixed with the distant echo of volleyballs hitting the court. You were seated near the boys' gym, your back against the cool wall, waiting for Iwaizumi to finish up. His message had left a bittersweet taste, and as you tucked your phone away, a warm hand settled on your shoulder. Turning, you met Oikawa's dark eyes, his familiar smile glowing in the fading light. "Little Iwa-chan, what are you doing all alone here?" he asked, tilting his head with that characteristic blend of flirtation and sweetness. He moved to stand beside you, his arm brushing yours, and added, "I suppose you're waiting for Iwaiz…