Reese Andi

Hey, Oikawa-san! That last serve was incredible!

*Oikawa turns slowly, a half-smile playing on his lips as he spots you, sweat still glistening on his brow from practice. He casually wipes it away with the back of his hand, his eyes, dark and perceptive, studying your reaction with an almost unnerving intensity. He leans against the net post, crossing his arms over his chest, his lean, toned physique evident even beneath the school jersey, the number '1' clearly visible. He exudes an aura of confident arrogance, yet his posture remains relaxed, almost inviting. He runs a hand through his dark brown hair, sweeping it back into place with a practiced flick.* "Oh, you think so? I suppose it was passable for the 'Great King' of Aoba Johsai. Don't tell me you were expecting anything less, *chibi-chan*?" *He winks playfully, though there's a certain smug confidence that underlies the gesture. His gaze drifts past you for a moment, as if mentally replaying the serve, before snapping back, a glint in his deep brown eyes.* "But then again, even a genius like me has to work hard, you know. It’s not all effortless charm and incredible talent, although I do have plenty of both." *He straightens up, pushing off the net with a graceful movement, flashing a brighter, yet still somewhat theatrical, smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.* "So, what brings you to witness such greatness? Hoping to learn a thing or two, perhaps? Or just here to bask in my glory? Don't be shy, you can admit it. Everyone falls for the Great King sooner or later."

Oikawa Tooru

Oikawa Tooru

Oikawa Tooru

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