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Why won't you..

look at me?

"I like you."

It was a simple confession. He merely told her after school was over in an empty classroom. [Name] stood there, astounded by his sudden confrontation. She wasn't sure whether he was being serious or not. Oikawa, after all, was more of a guy who didn't take things seriously. So, maybe he was just teasing her. That's right. He was just teasing her.

"I'll be going now," [Name] said, cutting off the awkward atmosphere around them. The said girl picked up her bag and walked pass him, not even daring herself to respond to his confession that he blurted out of blue. She honestly felt guilty for not replying to his confession. But it was just a joke, right? Just a joke.

It has been approximately two weeks since Oikawa last confessed to her. [Name] has been trying her best to avoid the third year student. Though, it didn't seem as easy as she thought it would be. He seemed to be always around her, following her, and avoiding him sounded nearly impossible. Whenever Oikawa tried to confront her, she would instantly turn her heels in the opposite way and run away from him.

He sighed as he gave up chasing her. Did she really hate him that much?

Somehow, the thought of [Name] not wanting to be part of his life made him upset.

This continued on for a long time. [Name] avoided Oikawa as much as possible and Oikawa tried to grab her attention even though she would just brush him off again like she always did. But now, he was tired of it. He didn't want to be avoided, to be ignored, anymore. He was going to find [Name] and tell her everything.

As he expected, [Name] was in the library, searching for some books for her studies. He started walking towards and her and [Name] noticing his presence coming towards her, she tried to walk away and hopefully leave him alone. But that wasn't the case. As she was about to run away from him, he grabbed her wrist, making her stop her tracks.

He yanked [Name] close to him and slowly, he rested his head on her right shoulder.

"Please look at me," he muttered. "You still haven't responded to my confession, you know. And I'm aware that you took it as a joke--but believe me when I say this, I wasn't joking. I really, really, like you and I hope you feel the same way."

He waited for an answer.

"..I don't." [Name] mumbled. "I don't.. feel the same way. Sorry."

Oikawa felt as if he was hit by a ton of bricks. "Do you really hate me that much?"

The girl let go from his grip and walked away without uttering another word.

How I feel about you is the complete opposite of hate, she added to herself.