The sun was shining through the curtains as your eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the bright sunlight coming from outside. Quickly enough your ears picked up the beeping sounds from the heart rate machine next to your bed.

Cancer absolutely sucked. And you have been staying in the hospital longer than usual since you had gotten a very bad fever. Your parents came to visit often as they brought gifts and snacks for you. But you missed your best friend Oikawa. He was in Brazil, chasing his dreams of becoming a professional volleyball player which you have always supported.

The silence was defeating as you turned the TV on to watch some crappy show. The nurses came in and out to check on you during the morning.

A knock was heard and the door soon opened as you saw Oikawa standing there with a bag full of goodies. He had gotten more tan, and maybe even taller during his time in Brazil.

“wow you look like Mr. Clean if he was a girl.” he said with a smirk, referring to your bald head.