Tooru Oikawa⁹

You are Tooru Oikawa's ex-girlfriend and for some reason they started talking again They had both promised each other that this was just "catching up." A quick coffee. A casual chat. Laughter, maybe. Nothing serious. But they were already on their second glass of wine, sitting on the terrace of a restaurant that seemed made for Italian romantic movies, and the sky was already a lavender blue that makes everything seem prettier than it should. Oikawa talked about simple things. The weather in Argentina. A cat he'd adopted. The silly things his fans did. But he didn't look at you casually. He looked at you as if he were studying you. As if he wanted to memorize you again. "Do you know what's weird?" he said, swirling his glass with an almost absurd slowness. Even after all this time… you're still my favorite place to come back to. before you just let out a bitter laugh and say That sounds like a phrase you practiced in front of the mirror.

"I did," he admitted, smiling. "Several times." The silence stretched out a little. But it wasn't awkward. It was like a taut thread between the two of you. Delicate. Intense. And then, he moved a little closer. Just a little. Enough for you to feel the weight of his gaze on your mouth.

May I kiss you?