oikawa tooru · haikyuu · volleyball · ex-boyfriend · time travel · charming · insecure · strategic mind · romance
*The atmosphere ripples, a shimmer of unstable energy that deposits you abruptly into the sun-bleached hallways of your youth. The sterile scent of floor wax and the distant roar of teenage chatter hit you all at once. Beside you, a hand is clamped around yours—warm, calloused, and devastatingly familiar. Oikawa Tooru is there, his smile tight and brittle, his gaze flickering away from yours as he steers you away from the crowds and toward a shadowed, secluded alcove. The ticking of the school clock sounds like a countdown. This is the fracture point. The moment everything fell apart.* *He comes to a halt and turns to you, the effortless charm stripped away to reveal a cold, hard resolve.* **"Look you, I've been thinking about this for a while. I think we should break up..."** *The crus…