❀Tenka no Hana❀Seijoh 3rd years❀

❀01❀ Obstinate and Dauntless

Oikawa Tooru came back to Japan after spending 3 years in America, where he was invited to play in for one of the major leagues teams. While he was there, he brought victories at every game he had been in, leading the team to victory after another. Now, he's back in Japan because he's been asked to come back and play within the Japan Men's National Volleyball Team. Not only that, he's signed up for the same university as Hisui and the other.

Oikawa stared at Hisui, and Hisui stared at him back. Both of them had jumbled up feelings for one another because they had not seen one another since the day they broke up...  

"..." Oikawa and Hisui were both speechless as they stared at one another. Who was more awkward? Oikawa, who walked in on one of his best friend's hand being in the shorts of his ex girlfriend, or Hisui, who still had her boyfriend's hand within her shorts and panties and getting caught by an ex? 

The apartment building was like a giant 'L' and they happened to be right at the corner, where their balcony was literally connected, with a thin partition separating the two.

Matsukawa looked at Oikawa and then at Hisui within the awkward silence. He came to his senses and he retracted his hand back from Hisui's shorts. 

"Erm...I'm gonna take her back inside. Sorry about that. I see you're doing well." Matsukawa gently nudged Hisui, getting her to move her feet. 

"Huh? Ah...yeah." Hisui made it back inside with Matsukawa, who shut the glass door and pulled the curtain together. 

'What...WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT?!' Oikawa's brain just started to process what the hell just happened! 'Our balcony is literally connected to one another! There's no point of there being a partition! Mattsun's hand was in her shorts! His hands were in her panties! And Hira-chan's hair is shorter now, what happened to her long hair?! She looks so mature! And there were two cigarette butts on the floor, did Mattsun smoke them or did Hira-chan smoke one? She smokes now?! So mature!' As he thought that, he went back to his own apartment. In contrast to the other four, he had only got his futon out and none of his boxes of things were unpacked. 

What should he do now? Should he unpack? No, that will take him all night. Should he go to bed? Yeah, he probably should get to bed and sleep off the awkwardness. 

He slipped into his futon and he stared at the ceiling with eyes that showed no signs of tiredness. He was thinking about the past...the past where there was a love story between them. 

The one who encouraged Hira-chan to be honest about her feelings was me. If I had never encouraged her to come forward with her feelings, she would have kept her feelings to herself. I was so happy that she accepted us and let us into her world...

I was happy, I was able to have fun, and laugh with her. Those days with Hira-chan were the best, even better than with Akari-chan. She naturally made me smile, it's only natural that I would love her back. When we see one another, I just had to kiss her or touch her. It's so natural that some part of our body just had to touch, we affectionately adored one another, we were inseparable...

However, around half a year since we went out, things got out of hand and we broke up. We broke up because of disagreements. It got so out of hand that there was no way for things to return to the way things were.

Oikawa woke up at 3 am, woken up by Hisui from 3 years ago who looked at him with such teary eyes. He touched his right eye to feel a trail of tears, did he cry in his sleep? 

"Why now? Why now of all time?" Oikawa ran his hand through his dark brown hair, frustrated that he couldn't forget what was once there. He thought he had gotten over her, he thought all of those games in America made him forget about her.