Tooru Oikawa
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"DAAADDDDDYYYYYYY!" A little girl with brown hair and brown eyes giggles as she screams, waving her arms around despite the people behind her.
There he stood on the court, bouncing the ball on the court. He was going to serve, and his little girl loved it. The familiar sound of the volleyball slamming to the ground was satisfying to the toddler, so much to the point where she would watch matches of the Japanese team and admire the loud booms made by Ushijima Wakatoshi. Tooru of course didnt take this well, trying to make even louder hits so his daughter wouldnt look to his opponent.