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[to say oikawa was nervous as shit was an understatement of the century. okay, that's... probably not quite what he wanted to say. he was nervous, yes. but more so for different reasons. he wanted to make a good impression, a lasting impression on the teachers. he wanted them to realize that they had made a mistake originally by placing him in the gen ed class.
but more importantly, he was nervous about striking out too early. he had trained so fucking hard for this. to burn out so quickly? before the major events even begin?? it would crush him!
he slaps his cheeks lightly in some attempt to hype himself up for this. he needs to do well, he needs to think positive!!! negative thinking will just get him no where. he lets out a sigh as he rubs his hands down the front of his shirt to smooth it out.]
Just show them what you're made of Tooru.
but more importantly, he was nervous about striking out too early. he had trained so fucking hard for this. to burn out so quickly? before the major events even begin?? it would crush him!
he slaps his cheeks lightly in some attempt to hype himself up for this. he needs to do well, he needs to think positive!!! negative thinking will just get him no where. he lets out a sigh as he rubs his hands down the front of his shirt to smooth it out.]
Just show them what you're made of Tooru.
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