4 - game

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4 - game

Tensions are high. So high that the room seems to have grown hotter, by a few degrees. Actually, that's an understatement. Both teams- Karasuno and Aoba Johsai- feel as though they are playing with fire... They feel as though they are on fire.

They have worked relentlessly to get this far.

They have worked relentlessly to get this far, all the while yearning to go farther.

Sweat covered bodies jump, run and dive... Specifically, arms swing, and eyes shift from the ball, to other players, and back.

It is a game. A game that both teams love, and are talented at.

In the past, Aoba Josai was more talented... Was victorious.

Now... Now.

The game, and especially the result blur, and become a mess within Oikawa's mind.

He lost.

He lost to his boyfriend, who gazed at him with happy, yet pained eyes.

Karasuno is more talented.

Karasuno is victorious.

Oh how I hate you, yet love you, Tobio. 

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