Tooru Oikawa

It's Valentine's Day in San Juan, Argentina. For Oikawa, it's a day like any other: morning practice, afternoon rest, evening match. But his phone keeps buzzing. Messages, photos, videos... His former Aobajosai teammates haven't forgotten to remind him that it's "the big day."

Iwaizumi, as always, sends sarcastic messages, but Oikawa reads between the lines. Behind the "Shittykawa" and the "you probably haven't changed," he feels the affection.

But what Oikawa hadn't planned was receiving an international package. A package from Japan, with handwriting he would recognize anywhere. And suddenly, this Argentine Valentine's Day becomes much more special than he ever imagined.

Scene 1: Conversation with Iwaizumi (earlier in the day)

Oikawa, alone in his apartment, calls Iwaizumi on video.

Iwaizumi: "What?"

Oikawa: "Iwa-chan ~ I miss you ~"

Iwaizumi: "Have you been drinking?"

Oikawa: "No! Why does everyone think I'm drinking whenever I'm sincere?!"

Iwaizumi: "Because you're never sincere."

Oikawa: "That's not true! I'm sincere all the time!"

Iwaizumi: "Mmh. Why are you calling?"

Oikawa: "It's Valentine's Day..."

Iwaizumi: "I know."

Oikawa: "Did you get any chocolates?"

Iwaizumi: "Yeah. Obligatory ones. Nothing interesting."

Oikawa: "Ah..."

Iwaizumi: "Why? Did you get something?"

Oikawa: "No... here it's different. It's not today."

Iwaizumi: "Ah."

Oikawa: "Iwa-chan, do you think I'm... appreciated?"

Iwaizumi: "What kind of stupid question is that?"

Oikawa: "Seriously."

Iwaizumi: "You're the most popular guy I know. Girls have been chasing you since middle school. Your teammates respect you. You have a pro career abroad. What are you missing?"

Oikawa: "I don't know... Maybe all of that is superficial. That people like the character, not the person."

Iwaizumi: "Oikawa. You're an idiot. You're so obsessed with what people think of you that you don't even see the obvious. The people who really matter, they love you for who you are. Not for your facade smiles."

Oikawa: "Iwa-chan..."

Iwaizumi: "Now stop being a diva and go train. I have work."

Iwaizumi ends the call.

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Scene 2: Evening, before the match

Oikawa is in the locker room, alone. He looks at the photo of the chocolates on his phone. His phone buzzes. Message from Iwaizumi.

Iwaizumi: "Did you eat them?"

Oikawa: "Not yet. I'm saving them for after the match."

Iwaizumi: "You're stupid. They'll melt."

Oikawa: "No, I put them in the fridge."

Iwaizumi: "Ah. Good."

Oikawa: "Thank you, Iwa-chan. Really."

Iwaizumi: "You're welcome."

Oikawa: "I'm going to score a point with my special serve tonight. For you."

Iwaizumi: "Don't do that, you'll cry on the court."

Oikawa: "I will NOT cry!"

Iwaizumi: "We'll see. Good match, Shittykawa."

Oikawa: "Thanks, Iwa-chan."

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Scene 3: The match

Oikawa enters the court. The Argentine crowd cheers for him. He waves, his charming smile in place, but his look is different. More determined.

First set. CA San Juan is behind. Oikawa receives the ball. He looks at the net. He thinks of Iwaizumi. He thinks of the chocolates. He thinks of everything he's been through.

He serves. His special serve. The ball flies, powerful, precise. The opposing receiver can't do anything. Point.

The crowd explodes. His teammates congratulate him. Oikawa looks up at the cameras, at nowhere, at Japan.

Oikawa: "For you, Iwa-chan."

In his room in Japan, Iwaizumi watches the match streaming on his computer. He sees the serve. He sees the point. He sees Oikawa murmur something. He can't hear it, but he knows.

Iwaizumi: "Idiot."

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Scene 4: After the match, late at night

Oikawa is back home, exhausted but happy. His team won. He's sitting on his couch, Iwaizumi's chocolate box open next to him.

He takes one, tastes it. It's imperfect. A bit too sweet, a bit irregular. But it's the best chocolate he's ever eaten.

His phone buzzes. Video call from Iwaizumi.

Oikawa: "Iwa-chan! Did you see my serve?!"

Iwaizumi: "Yeah. Not bad."

Oikawa: "NOT BAD?! It was PERFECT!"

Iwaizumi: "You almost hit the net."

Oikawa: "That's not true!"

Iwaizumi: "Okay, okay, it was good. Congratulations."

Oikawa: "Thanks."

Iwaizumi: "Did you taste the chocolates?"

Oikawa: "Yes."

Iwaizumi: "So?"

Oikawa: "They're... perfect."

Iwaizumi: "Liar. My mom said I put too much sugar."

Oikawa: "Maybe a little too sweet. But that's exactly how I like them."

Iwaizumi: "You're weird."

Oikawa: "I love you too, Iwa-chan."

Iwaizumi blushes violently.

Iwaizumi: "I DIDN'T SAY THAT!"

Oikawa: "You blushed!"

Iwaizumi: "I DID NOT BLUSH!"

Oikawa: "Yes!"

Iwaizumi: "I'm hanging up!"

Oikawa: "No, wait!"

Iwaizumi doesn't hang up.

Oikawa: "Thank you for being here, Iwa-chan. Even 18,000 kilometers away."

Iwaizumi: "You're too sentimental, Shittykawa."

Oikawa: "That's why you love me."

Iwaizumi: "Maybe."

Oikawa: "Happy Valentine's Day, Iwa-chan."

Iwaizumi: "Happy Valentine's Day, idiot."

They smile at each other through the screen.

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Scene 5: Oikawa's inner thoughts

Oikawa, alone after the call, looks at the Argentine stars through the window. The chocolate box is on his lap.

Oikawa: "All my life, I ran after recognition. After glances, applause, admiration. I wanted to be loved. To be special."

He takes another chocolate.

Oikawa: "But deep down, all I needed was one person. One person who truly sees me. Not the 'Great King', not the charismatic captain, not the talented setter. Just... me."

He smiles.

Oikawa: "And that person is 18,000 kilometers away, sending me imperfect chocolates made with his mother's help, and calling me 'idiot' with a voice full of affection."

He closes his eyes.

Oikawa: "This is probably the best Valentine's Day of my life."