Iwaizumi watched. He knew this scene very well.

"Oikawa-senpai," the girl said nervously, "I really like you and I was thinking whether-er you would come on at least one date with me?"

Oikawa smiled at the girl.

"I'm sorry," he said still smiling, "But this is a good opportunity for us to become friends, right?"

The girl smiled.

"Yes!" she stammered.

It was valentine's day or in Miyagi 'Oikawa day' where the majority of girls came and confessed to Oikawa. Iwaizumi turned to is friend who was busy munching away chocolate he had received as valentine gifts.

"Iwa-chan," Oikawa said munching on his chocolate greedily, "Have you checked your locker yet?"

"No," Iwaizumi said. He knew that most of the valentines in the school were for Oikawa anyway.

"Perhaps somebody doesn't actual find you scary this year!" Oikawa exclaimed.

"Ow!" he exclaimed as Iwaizumi hit him.

"That's for calling me scary," Iwaizumi said.

He walked away to his classroom ignoring his locker as he walked past. Yet, he felt hopeful. He walked to his locker as he opened it.

"Iwa-chan!" somebody exclaimd.

"Yes, Trashykawa," Iwaizumi said.

"Did you get anything?" Oikawa asked.

Before Iwaizumi could say anything, Oikawa quickly picked up the letters in the locker.

"Don't worry Iwaizumi, I'll share some of my chocolate!" Oikawa exclaimed.

As Iwaizumi left, he bumped into somebody.

"Sor-" Iwaizumi began.

He turned to face a girl. She had long, dark hair. Iwaizumi had never seen her around school. She was probably a first year.

"I'm sorry!" she exclaimed.

Oikawa came out of the classroom smiling and began to help the girl pick up her books.

"Thank you," she said.

Oikawa smiled.

"I have no practice after school since it is a Monday," Oikawa said, "Would you like to meet up?"

"Sorry," the girl said smiling, "But I have to go to my dance lesson,"

Oikawa stared at the girl astonished as she walked away.

"Trashykawa!" Iwaizumi bursted out laughing.

"She was probably just shy," Oikawa said.

As Oikawa walked to his classroom, Iwaizumi stared at the girl. She was pretty but he had seen many pretty girls. Something made this girl different. He looked down and noticed that the girl had left her notebook.

Misako Aiko

1st year Class 3

As Iwaizumi walked to 1st year Class three, he grabbed a box of chocolates and scribbled a note on some paper.