You actually got over the breakup pretty quickly. Sure, you were very depressed for a couple of days, but you got over it nonetheless. But you didn't realize how much it changed you.

"Who needs someone like him anyways? I could always find someone better," you scoffed in the cold winter morning air as you walked to school by yourself.

You arrived at the school, with a greeting from your friend. You bluntly greeted her back and she smiled painfully.

"She used to be such a cheerful person..." (friend) whispered to herself.

"What?" you looked at her weirdly.

"Nothing, let's go," she fake smiled.

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"What the hell was so good about him anyways? I was such an idiot to love someone like him. I can't believe I was so retarded back then," you complained on and on.

"(f/n), I know you're upset and you're trying to get over it by telling yourself these things, but I think it's time you just find someone new, instead of wasting your time insulting him and complaining," your friend spoke up.

"I've already gone over it. I wouldn't be stupid to keep loving him," you rolled your eyes at her. She looked down at the floor, tearing her gaze from you.

"Then why do you keep talking about him?" she whispered to herself once again.

Then, he walked past you and your friend, with another girl clinging onto his arms.

You saw this and you scrunched your face up in absolute disgust. "Disgusting."

Oikawa heard this, and he frowned in sadness as he kept walking.

"Don't listen to her, Tooru. She's just jealous of us," the girl clinging onto his arm said, giggling.

"What're you giggling about? What's so funny?" Oikawa glared at the girl.

"N-nothing..." she fake cried. "It's just that...your ex..she's mean to me a lot..so I'm happy that she's mad."

"You're happy that she's mad??! Are you kidding me? You told me she'd be happier if I broke up with her! What's wrong with you!" Oikawa shouted.

Many people nearby heard the commotion and they came over to get a better look.

"You know what? We're over. I don't even know why I listened to you or believed you!" he stormed off, leaving the other girl behind.

"Dammit Tooru...look at me, not her."

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"Look, (f/n), I'm sorry for breaking up with you, is there a chance we could get back together?" Oikawa approached you, pleading with all his might.

You laughed humorlessly, "Another chance for us to get back together? Why of course-" your blunt laughter immediately stopped,"-not."

"Please (f/n), I'm begging you!" Oikawa grabbs your hand, but you quickly slapped it away. "(f/n)...I really love you. I've never stopped loving you," he looked at you with a painful expression on his face.

"You've never stopped loving me? Oh, then why did you break up with me? Why did you walk with that other girl while rubbing it in my face that you got yourself a replacement of me, huh?" you spat.

"I-I can explain! Please, give me a chanc-"

"No." You glared at him deeply before walking away.

"Why...why was I such an idiot..?" Oikawa clutched a hand on his shirt where his heart is.

As Oikawa stood there alone, his fangirls noticed and took this as a chance to talk and flirt with him.

"Oikawa-"

"I'm not in the mood right now. Leave me alone, all of you," Oikawa glared at the girls. They nodded in sadness, piling away.

After school, (friend) confronted Oikawa.

"Look here, pretty boy, don't go near (f/n) ever again. After what you did to her, I won't allow you to ever even glance at her. She's not like what she used to be. She doesn't smile anymore. She doesn't talk much anymore. Her kindness faded away. And..." (friend) gritted her teeth before continuing, "...and she's never shown any sign of happiness anymore."

"I...did those to her?" Oikawa looked at (friend) in dismay, his eyes as wide as saucers.

"Yes, so don't you dare try taking her back," (friend) swallowed a lump in her throat before tears started spilling from her eyes. She covered her face with her hands and ran away from Oikawa's sight.

"What have I done? What.. have... I... done...?!" Oikawa screamed an ear piercing scream into the empty sky, falling to his knees and clutching his heart.

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He cried painfully. Everyday and night. He'd wake up every morning, crying. He's cry himself to sleep every night.

The guilt was killing him. It was eating him inside out. He couldn't bare the mental pain. He couldn't bare to think about you, without remembering your smile.

The beautiful, calming smile that will be gone from him forever. The smile that sparked life in him everyday and boosted his day. The smile that cheered him up every time he felt down. But it won't cheer him up now, because it's gone.

And it was all his fault.

He wanted to forget everything. He wanted you to forget everything. Then, he'd get to restart your relationship with him, and never let you go. He'd never damage or hurt you like this ever again. He'd never let the chance to see your smile slip away ever again.

But that'd never happen, and he knew that.

He wanted so many things from you that it became too much to handle.

But, to the greatest extent, he wanted you.

All to himself.

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The breeze blowed hard, as his fingers gripped the ice cold railing.

"I didn't mean to..." he cried. "I didn't mean to take away your happiness...I didn't meant to hurt you like this," his tears were warm against his pale skin, and stung against his sleepless eyes.

"I regret everything. I've never ever regretted anything as much as I do now. Before I go, I'd like to see your heartwarming smile one more time. I'd like to hear your angelic laugh one more time. I'd like to hear your pleasant voice one more time. I'd like to hold your warm body in my arms one more time," he sniffed a couple of times, letting his piercing tears slide down his face, before continuing to talk to an imaginary you, "at least let me see your face one more time...just one more time..."

But he knew, none of those would happen. He knew it so well.

"I can't live anymore with all this regret. It's clawing at me with it's vicious claws, and I can't escape the pain. I'm sorry, but it's best if I leave you alone. Forever."

"Goodbye, (f/n). I love you."

He pulled himself over the railing of the roof, pausing a little before jumping. He did this for you. He took his own life for you.

You happened to be there, and you saw him jump. You watched with dead eyes while he fell to his death.

As you watched, you felt like there was something coming out of your eyes, and trickling down your face. You reached your hand up to touch your face to check out what it was. It felt...wet.

"Huh? What's...this?"