100 Ways To Fall In Love

Oikawa Tooru

He wants to experience this exact moment over and over again.

Even as his teammate stumbles to hit the perfect set Oikawa knows that this is it.

That he has reached the pinnacle of his life's meaning and there will never be anything more.

Of course, like all young and naive children, Oikawa doesn't understand just how fast the euphoria and dopamine come crashing down. It hits harder than a spike to the face as the ball falls from the net to the ground.

He did everything he could, and still it wasn't enough.

Many adults will find it difficult to comprehend the complexities of a child's emotions. Especially when contrasted with the simplicity of a child's mind. The height from which Oikawa had fallen was one he might never recover from. Truly it was such a shame that the match had gone this way.

Oikawa is in every way a loser.

A failure.

His mother and father will not have the words to console him and they likely won't understand how he's feeling. In their own minds (which have been programmed to be strictly rational) Oikawa has tried his best. It's not his fault another boy hit a ball into the net. Yet he will still feel the crash.

The burning sensation of a loss.

Something that will either make or break him.

Oh how cruel life is.

But cruelty is beautiful. It's beautiful in the strange sort of way that makes you cry. Perhaps it'll make you a stronger person one day and when you look back you'll be thankful. Right now though, Oikawa's heart isn't sure if he'll ever be thankful even if his mind says otherwise.

And then ques the entrance of you.

Your eyes are bright and shining. They're filled with so much awe and excitement that Oikawa feels that feeling infect his own being.

Oikawa may be a smart child but he is still a child.

Everything seems to flash past him as you give him that smile reserved strictly for him.

"You're amazing, Oikawa!" You exclaim.

It's a strange feeling that overwhelms him. It feels as though everything has suddenly halted and standing here with him is just you and him. Him and you. You've always been the girl next door, someone Oikawa has seen everyday but only now does he suddenly realise how pretty you are. The way the light seems to reflect off your face makes the expression in your eyes so much gentler and your hair seems to be done just right.

You're standing here across from him, praising him for something he's done. You're here admiring something he's poured his heart, body and soul into and it's the most romantic thing he's ever seen in his (eight years of) life.

This is a moment that will linger with him forever.

"Thanks," Oikawa isn't sure what to say and so he stumbles out words he will regret for the rest of his life. "Keep your eyes on me."

In retrospect, the words don't haunt him for the rest of his life but he definitely thinks that there are better things he could have said. You teased him about it for a short while but Oikawa doubts you still remember those words now. You've met so many other people and experienced so much more of life.

"Well, my first love was-"

"(Y/n)-chan!" Oikawa's mother (well, Mrs. Oikawa) burst into the room with a bright smile on her face, "I didn't know you were in town!"