title: two of us
pairing: oikawa tooru, male insert
setting: coming of age AU
a/n: it's been so long since i've uploaded anything so enjoy this 6,000+ word fic i've taken nearly a year to finish
You were somebody who measured life by important moments. And of course, you were well aware of the people who did not share your same disposition on life — the smell the flower type bastards who found beauty in every second spent living. But you think that is complete and utter bullshit. Moments are arrayed on a spectrum — it is impossible for them to be all glorious because if we were to be stuck on that closed mindset, how would it