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"HI...Y/N." Oikawa whispered, pushing his back off the wall of the building. Y/n cracked her knuckles with her thumb as she approached him, lifting her arm to the sky.
She slapped the palm of her hand across his face, causing his head to turn in the other direction aggressively. The pain stung through his cheek, her power stronger than the first time he was slapped by her.
"...I deserved that." He muttered, his hair covering his guilty eyes.
"Where. Did. You. Go?" Y/n gritted through her teeth. "And don't lie."
"I...I went to go see Yuri."
Y/n eyebrows furrowed angrily. "Why?"
"...Hiyori prank called me saying she was in the hospital...It was just some ploy to allow Yuri a chance to win me over again..."
Y/n felt her chest burn with rage. "...So you couldn't stay three more minutes to see me perform?"
"I wasn't thinking clearly-"
"Clearly my ass!! All the shit we've been through, and you left to see your ex!!"
"You would do the same thing if you received a call like that about someone you still cared about!!" Oikawa retorted, looking up at her with angry eyes and stepping towards her.
