Iwaizumi really hated that one girl.

She was cold to people, rude and selfish.

She was popular for her good grades and looks, because yes, he admits she was hot.

But that didn't mean he liked her.

Overall, she was a person he wouldn't like to hang around with. But he was forced, since Trashykawa was a good friend of hers. A sort of love-hate relationship. She was always there- well not always- but usually.

And he didn't like that one bit.

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(Name) really hated that one boy.

He was violent, too serious and a buzzkill.

Known for being the strong ace of Aoba Johsai's boys volleyball team and being Oikawa Tooru's bestfriend, he was popular.

But that didn't mean she liked him.

In the end, he would never be someone she chose to be with. But being Oikawa's friend had some pros and cons. When she hung out with Oikawa, Iwaizumi was always there. She didn't mind it at first, but she noticed how he hated her so much so she became cold to him. He was always giving her scowls, and overall he just hated her guts.

And that really pissed her off.

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(Name) definitely wasn't a nerd, but people think she is when they meet her.

Her thick rimmed black glasses seemed to give the nerd feel. Also the fact she almost always had a book in her hand.

She was loved by the whole school, excluding the jealous girls and Iwaizumi.

So when Iwaizumi saw her in such a vulnerable state, he didn't know what to do. He hated her, but he would never wish for someone close to her to be dead.

He was taking a jog on Sunday morning like usual. This time, taking a different route.

As always, it was cool in the morning. But the clouds loomed over him, and sure enough it started to rain. It started slow, nothing he couldn't deal with. And then it started to pour.

Looking up at the clouds, Iwaizumi cursed at himself for not checking the weather beforehand.

He wanted to take shelter from the rain, so he headed towards the nearest roof.

It happened to be a cemetery.

Entering through the gate, he froze in his spot - forgetting about the rain - when he saw little miss perfect.

He doesn't even know why he began to walk closer, he probably doesn't even realize it.

Yup, definitely her. He thought upon closer observation.

She was a mess.

Curled in a ball, she was in a squatting position in front of a grave. Her small hands were covering her face and Iwaizumi could hear her sniffling. Her shoulders shook, her body trembling, all while being in the pouring rain.

As much as he hated to admit it, he felt bad.

He was supposed to hate her.

But he couldn't when he saw her like this.

And then, he noticed the bouquet of flowers she had left on the grave.

Softly and slowly, Iwaizumi turned around and began to walk back home. He didn't want to get sick.

But only one thought was running through his mind.

He didn't regret not comforting her, but he figured she might not want to be comforted by him.

It was only then he realized that he really had given her a hard time at school. She was really going through a hard time in her life, and thinking back- she was pretty nice to Oikawa.

Heh. Maybe she's not so bad after all.

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Ehh idk bout this one. Maybe part two? Not sure