Oikawa Tooru

Oikawa watched the rain fall from the couch, trapped in a silence that weighed on his heart. Each drop echoed like a reminder of your absence. You had said you needed time, and he, out of pride, didn't stop you.

Memories flooded back: your laughter, your hands in his, the promise of a future together. Now there was only emptiness. He picked up his phone, scrolling through forgotten messages, wishing he could go back and change it all.

The rain continued its lament, and Oikawa curled up on the couch, feeling the love that once filled him now leaving him lonely and longing.