⁰²Tooru Oikawa

We'd been dating for almost a year. We met when he arrived in Argentina, and he was very sweet to me. He was surprised when he realized I wasn't one of those many girls who adored the ground I walked on, but I was Oikawa and he managed to win me over.

We almost never fought, but when we did we always managed to resolve the misunderstandings, except today, today I got hurt.

We were arguing again about the girls who kept coming up to him, touching him, and kissing him (on the cheeks) a little too much. I always brushed those situations off, saying they were just fans and he wouldn't do anything like that to me, but I couldn't help thinking he could choose another pretty girl who wasn't complaining about all the attention he got. I was insecure about her, even though I hate to admit it; my pride came first.

Amidst the shouting between us, Tooru thought aloud, his face told me everything when he blurted out something he never thought he would tell me in a million years, that phrase hurt me too much, breaking my heart into pieces.

"I had so many girls to choose from... and I picked the most troublesome one ," he muttered in frustration before realizing he'd said it. He ran a hand through his hair in despair.

I saw him stare at me, his eyes wide, realizing what he'd said. For a moment, I saw him try to take it back, but his ego stopped him, forcing him to shut his mouth. He just looked at me, noticing how devastated I was by his words, but I saw no sign of an apology from him.

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