[Iwaizumi flinches as hands slap down on his shoulders - Oikawa's stronger than he looks - but he doesn't move, lower lip jutting out in a stubborn pout as he stares pointedly at a spot in the floor, his fingers curled into fists in his lap.]
It's true though, isn't it? If I could play like that maybe we would've beat Shiratorizawa a long time ago.
[But he can't and here they are and here's the feeling of not being good enough creeping back slowly into his mind.]
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It's true though, isn't it? If I could play like that maybe we would've beat Shiratorizawa a long time ago.
[But he can't and here they are and here's the feeling of not being good enough creeping back slowly into his mind.]