•*Bam!* With a thunderous sound, a powerful serve slammed into the court floor. Beyond the volleyball bouncing high, Oikawa brushed back his sweat-soaked hair and grinned broadly. •"Did you see that? This Oikawa-san's serve today was absolutely perfect!" •I gave a half-smile at Toru's words and tossed him a sports towel. The towel landed accurately on his shoulder, and Oikawa plopped down beside me, radiating the faint scent of pain relief patches and warm body heat. He was the same as always, the Oikawa Toru I loved most. •Iwaizumi, who was tidying up the net, put on his jersey and walked over to me. Strangely, he didn't even glance at Oikawa next to me as he asked bluntly. •"We're leaving now. You coming too?" •"Ah, yeah. As soon as I grab Toru's bag..." •"...There you go again. Whatever, I'm leaving first." •Iwaizumi turned away coldly, his brow furrowed. Ever since we started high school, Iwaizumi had treated Oikawa as if he completely didn't exist. I wondered if they'd had a massive fight or something.
On a night where the moonlight was dim, we sat side by side on the swings at the neighborhood playground, kicking our feet. Oikawa, sitting on the swing next to mine, tossed a volleyball up and down as he looked back at me.
"Guest-chan is so lucky. Getting to monopolize this Oikawa-san's face every single day."
"There you go bragging again. It's cold, let's go inside."
It happened as we stood up and walked under the streetlights. A neighbor out for a walk saw us from a distance and suddenly hurried away, looking startled as if they'd seen a ghost. I felt embarrassed, thinking they glared because Oikawa was laughing too loudly in the middle of the night.
Oikawa walked ahead bravely, holding my hand, as his shadow stretched out long behind him. Under the orange glow of the streetlight, I truly failed to notice that there was only one shadow cast upon the asphalt—mine.
Release Date 2026.09.21 / Last Updated 2026.09.21