I edited the picture above to make Oikawa pout...hope it looks ok..(^▽^;)

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You can't believe your eyes. You don't know if what you're seeing is real.

'Is this...is this the anime world? Wait, wait. This has to be the anime world. There are anime people, anime cars, anime trees, anime...everything! Then if this is the anime world...which anime is it?'

"Well, I guess I'll find out for myself. Maybe I'll meet someone I know!" you say to yourself excitedly.

You spot a cute looking cafe nearby start to walk towards it. 'I think I'll go in there.'

Suddenly, you halt to a stop.

"Wait, what clothes am I wearing? Don't tell me...I'm in my pajamas. Pleasedontpleasedontpleasedontpleasedont..." you look down and sigh in relief. You were wearing your favorite outfit with your favoirte shoes.

You continue walking towards the cafe. When you finally reach it, you walk inside and take a look around. You see many astonishing decorations decorated neatly. But your eyes ultimately land on a chocolate haired guy in a turquoise and white shirt. 

'Could that be...'

"Trash!" you accidentally say out loud.

"Iwa-ch – who are you?!" he says when he turns around to look at you. "Are you...talking to me? Because that's not nice," he pouts.

"I'm sorry..it kind of slipped out of my mouth..." you say, embarrassed.

"Do you know someone named Iwaizumi Hajime? I'm pretty sure he was the one to call me that...Right?" he looks at you, relieved that you probably didn't call him trash by choice.

"Yes and no. I've never seen him before...well I have...it's confusing. But sorry I called you trash, I didn't mean to," you reply.

"Um...it's ok?" he says, confused by your answer.

"If you find any trash please throw it in a trash can. That would help us a lot, thank you," you hear a worker say to everyone in the cafe because she was cleaning a table with an extreme amount of trash.

"Let's find a trash can for you," you walk closer to him.

"Hey! You just said you didn't mean to call me trash!" he whines and pouts like a little kid.

Laughing softly, you say, "Silly, I was just teasing you."

You didn't notice, but he had a faint blush on his face.

You sit on the seat across from him. "I believe I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm (l/n) (f/n)," you say, holding out your hand.

"Nice to meet you (l/n)-chan! I'm Oikawa Tooru!" He takes your hand and shakes it. 

"Just call me (f/n)."

"Oh? Ok, (f/n)-chan!" he smiles.

"And calling me by my first name does not mean we're close. I'm from (country) and everyone calls each other by their first name so I'm used to calling people by their first name and others calling me by my first name."

"Oh," he takes a bite out of his milk bread. "By the way, are you going to order anything?" he asks.

"Oh, no. I only came in to look around. Besides, I don't have any money," you say embarrassingly.

"I can pay for you if you like!~" he says in a flirty tone.

"No thanks, I'm fine."

Two girls come into the cafe. They're talking to each other until they see Oikawa. They immediately fall in love with him and walk over to his table. You see them come over. 

One of them has straight, long yellow hair with sparkling orange eyes and the other has dark, coffee brown hair in a braid over her shoulder with light brown eyes.

The one with yellow hair speaks first, "Hey, you. Do you want to hang out with us? Just ditch that loser girl over there," she slightly moves her head in my direction, "and come sit at a table with us." She winks at Oikawa.

This made you lose your temper. 

The girl with a braid was about to talk, but you interrupted, "Me? Loser? Excuse me?? You don't even fucking know me so you can't just say that!" you grab the blonde's perfect hair and pull her face closer to yours. She shrieks in fear and pain. The girl with the braid backs away, trying to tell you to stop, but the words wouldn't come out of her mouth. "If anything, you are the real loser here!" You let go of her hair and she backs away from you and rubs the spot where you pulled her hair. "If you talk about or to me ever again I will make sure to pull out all that hair of yours next time." 

She doesn't reply and turns towards Oikawa again. You just sit there and look out the window.

"Hey, what's your name?" the blonde girl asks Oikawa.

"I'm not telling you," Oikawa turns his head away and crosses his arms on his chest.

"  ," the girl with the braid tries asking but couldn't say a word after your fight with her friend.

"Aww! Please?~" the blonde moves closer to Oikawa and her face was very near his.

"(f/n)-chan! Help me please! This girl is flirting with me!" Oikawa whines to you.

"Your problem, not mine," you bluntly say.

"Aw! But shouldn't you be jealous?" Oikawa pouts.

"No," you reply.

"Stop directing your attention towards...her...and focus on me!~ I just want your name! Please? I promise I'll stop bothering you only if you tell me your name," the blonde interrupts.

Oikawa sighs and says with a fake smile, "I'm Oikawa Tooru."

"I'm Hayashi Misa. Now, I'll be taking my leave! I'll be back for you, Tooru-Kun!" Hayashi leaves and her friend follows.

"Why didn't you introduce me to him?" her braided friend asks nervously.

"Because you have to do it yourself, Nonaka. Use your mouth. I can't believe you couldn't speak just because you were soo scared of that loser girl. You're such a scaredy cat. You weren't even the one who got threatened by her so I should be the scared one. And besides, he's already mine," Hayashi says, coldly.

They exit the cafe, not ordering anything, even though they were meant to eat and hang out there as friends when they first came in.

Oikawa sighs in relief, "Finally! She left! I hope I'll never see her again!" Oikawa looks at you and you're still looking out the window, bored. "Hey, (f/n)-chan." No reply. "(f/n)-chaaannn." No reply. "(fff/nn)-cchhaann!" he reaches his arm across the table to poke your cheek.

"Huh? Oh, sorry. I had a lot of things on my mind," you look around to find the two girls. No luck. "Did they leave?"

"Well, yeah. Didn't you hear our conversation?"

"Yeah..kind of..but I thought she was lying when she said she would leave once you tell her your name," you rolled your eyes.

"Where are you headed after this?" he questions.

"Hmmm...I have to go..places," you say uncertainly. You wanted to find more characters and you didn't really want to deal with Oikawa right now. You stand up from your seat.

"Wait, can I have your phone number?" he asks.

'I don't know if my phone is with me,' you think. You search around your body to see if your phone is with you.

"Ah, sorry. I don't have my phone with me.." you answer apologetically.

"You remember your phone number right?"

"But that's the thing, I don't..." you say in embarrassment.

'Even if I did, I still wouldn't give it to him because my phone is in the other world,' you think to yourself sadly.

"It's ok," he says with a smile. He stands up from his seat. "Here, let me walk with you out the store."

"Sure," you smile back. "But first, let's find a trashcan for you," you say as your smile turns into a teasing smirk.

"Hey! Stop implying that I'm trash!" he pouts and crosses his arms on his chest.

You laugh and soon he laughs with you as the two of you walk out the cafe together. As you were walking out, he tells you about how he plays volleyball and how he's an amazing setter. Of course, you already knew all the information, but you still listened.

When the two of you are finally outside, you say your goodbyes.

"Bye Tooru! I hope we see each other again!" you wave to him as you walk the opposite direction from him.

"Bye (f/n)-chan! You too! But the next time we meet, I will make you fall head over heels for me!~" he smirks, walking towards his destination.

You turn around and teasingly say,"Too bad that won't happen cause you're trash!"

"You're so mean, (f/n)-chan!" he stops walking and pouts. He turns around and sees that you stuck your tongue out. He sticks out his tongue back at you.

You both laugh and say one last goodbye as the two of you head separate directions.

"I already love you, you trash. But I love many volleyball dorks and I just don't know which one to pick," you smile as you watch him walk away until he is out of your sight.