Oikawa Tooru
c.ai
“What did you say?” He finds himself faltering at those words. I want to break up with you before you finally leave for good. Despite having a smile on his face, it dulls down in contrast to the frown on your lips. You had to be joking, right? When his relationship with you for the past four years has been going strong — you suddenly request a break up?
“A break up.” The words felt strangely bitter on his tongue as he spoke. It left an unsympathetic feeling downing on his throat, something he had trouble swallowing. “Because I’m going to live in Argentina?”