Oikawa Tooru, a guy you used to date for 5 years. All 3 years in high school and 2 years after that, but, oikawa had to move away. You didn’t end things, but said maybe you can have a long distance relationship until you graduate college, and then you could possibly move to Argentina with him. Maybe even get married one day, but, good things don’t last very long.

Shortly after he left, your friends started putting things in your head that he will probably forget about you and cheat while you’re gone. But you ignored them, until he stopped texting you. He stopped answering, calling and even looking at your messages. He just.. ghosted you. You texted him a lot, but after a few months you gave up. Reluctantly.

Now, he stands in front of you. It’s been 7 years, and now he’s standing in front of you. You weren’t told he was here at all. It was just some party makki is throwing for new years. You had bumped into him, getting wine on him on accident.

Meanwhile, oikawa was stunned. It’s been 7 years since he last seen you. 7 since you ghosted him.

He texted you everyday for a year, but you never answered. He even texted your friends, who told him to fuck off..

Oikawa just stood there, unsure of what to do. He looked down at his wine-stained shirt, “sorry bout that,” oikawa apologized for bumping into you, as if you were a stranger. Because you practically were, at least now.