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"And so I told him no, I didn't take anything, I'm rather offended that you think someone who looks like meneeds any- Hey, Tada-chaaan", the voice that, up until then, had been a rather passionate background sound, going on and in and seemingly with no end in sight, turned into a flat tone of disbelief, but Tadashi couldn't be bothered. His eyes remained fixated onto the group of students sitting on the other side of the cafeteria. His chin was resting on a freckled hand and he knew that he had his eyebrows scrunched into a concentrated look. But no, Tadashi was not concentrating on his friend, who had been talking nonstop about some likely minor incident that the brunet was, as always, blowing out of proportion, as soon as lunch break started. But that was Tooru for you. Absolutely stunning, but one had a lot of digging to do before they could get to a point where his flair wouldn't turn poeple away.
Now, Tadashi enjoyed Tooru's company, always had, he found his friend's little outbursts funny and he always had something mean to say about everyone, which made Tadashi feel a lot better about himself, seeing as Tooru still choose to befriend him when most other people ignored him
And so he usually was paying attention to Tooru, but today, Tadashi was distracted. Well, he had been for some time now, but today seemed to be a bit of a special day.
A few tables over, in the midst of a small, bustling crowd, stood the university volleyball club. To say that the dozen or so poeple were distracting with their toned bodies and rather rough, yet affectionate antics, was a bit of an understatement. But Tadashi wasn't really looking at the team itself, his eyes only focusing on one tall, seemingly the tallest, figure at the table.
Everything about the boy was kind of intense, in a icy sort of way, and Tadashi had chills running down his spine as he observed those burning golden eyes underneath black-rimmed glasses. And he looked bored, but in a way, also too formal, too stiff for someone sitting with their friends and-
Tadashi was snapped out of his rapidly spiraling thoughts by Tooru snapping his fingers in front of his face.
"Homestly, Tada-chan, what's so interesting over there that you-", Tooru clicked his tongue as he, too, turned to look at the place where Tadashi had been staring, "-oh."
And just like that, a mischevious grin formed on Tooru's face and Tadashi groaned, the tips of his freckled ears heatimg up.
As he saw Tooru open his mouth to, no doubt, make a reamrk at how Tadashi was staring again, Tadashi let his head fall against the table, narrowly missing his salad.
"Aw, Tada-chan, spotted your crush, have you?", the teasing edge in Tooru's voice only made Tadashi's shoulder slump, making it look as though he was trying to beome one with the table they were sitting at. Which, considering Tadashi's grey hoodie which blended in with the metallic table, wasn't that unrealistic.
"H-he's not my-", he tried, but Tooru interrupted.
"Oh, sure, and the Earth is square."
Tadashi let out a small giggle.
"Oh no, it's surely flat according to the internet", Tadashi added, rasing his head and balancing his face with two hands on either cheek, his small smile was smushed as he kept glancing between his friend and the volleyball team.
"Ah yes, how could I forget. But really though, why don't ya go talk to the guy, Tada-chan?", Tooru asked, talking a bite out of his apple.
"I- Well, I can't jusst go over there and- He doesn't even know I exist!", Tadashi whisopered wistfully, fingers covering his eyes, but leaving gaps bug enough for his brown eyes to stare at Tooru with a pink face.
"And I don't even know his name...", Tadashi added with a wistful sigh.
Tooru just waved his hand and kept chewing on his apple.
"And that's where the wonderful and absolutely stunning Oikawa Tooru comes to rescue the day! I can intro-"
"Noooo!"
"No?"
"No..."
"Why not?", Tooru raised a shapely eyebrow at him, wrapping the apple core into a napkin and aiming for the trashcan that was not even three meters away and - unsurprisingly - managing a clean throw inside the can.
"Because..."
Tooru urged him on with a suspicious expression.
"Because I..."
"C'mon Tada-chan... Tell me!", Tooru crossed hhis hand over his chest and Tadashi just sighed, hands fidgeting in his lap under the table as the pink on his cheeks darkened.
"I just... I do like him, but I'm not... Tooru, I'm not really much to look at. Not much of anything in general... So he has no reason to want me to... Interact with him."
He sounded dejected, but it was true. His grades were above average, but not splendid enough to be seen as something special. Tadashi, despite having played sports in both middle and high school, was left with a rather lanky body and he didn't have the type of confidence people liked.
In short, Tadashi was well aware that he didn't have anything to give a potential crush. So why bother?
"Ah, but that's not true!", Tooru clicked his tongue, warm brown eyes swimming with amusement.
"Tooru, I don't need another self-love talk right now...", Tadashi rolled his eyes, leaning back a bit and completely separating his gaze from the blond that their talk was discreetly, hopefully, all about.
But Tooru just grinned again, frustration combining with humour in his next sigh.
"Ok. Fine. But, Tada-chan?"
"Hm?"
"If you have the opportunity to talk to the guy, you know, get to know him... You'll do it, yeah?", Tooru asked, hand bumping Tadashi's forearm affectionately, grin still there, though it was softer along the edges now.
Tadashi placed a stray bit of dark hair behind his ear as he considered how he should answer.
Teeth were digging into his lip as he finally decided that, hey, the chances were slim anyways! He'd just say this to Tooru to placate him and be free of yet another oh-so-totally-not-parental-scolding talk.
"Ye-yeah... Yeah, ok...", Tadashi mumbled, smiling softly at his friend, a pink blush highlighting his freckles even more.
The two stood up and headed out the cafeteria, Tadashi throwing one last glance at the blond, inhaling sharply and turning a deep crimson as he took notice of golden eyes focused on him.
His pace oh quickened as Tadashi embarrassedly followed Tooru out.
"Oh, and his name is Tsukishima Kei."