[ We'll make it to the final court next time. That's all Tobio can think as he watches the remainder of the games he can't take part in, watches the medals get handed out to three other teams, watches one Oikawa Tooru receive his with the brightest and most genuine smile Tobio thinks he's ever seen on that face. He's happy for his senpai in a way that Tobio is happy to see any good player he knows be rewarded for their hard work. Is he jealous? Yes. Does he know that Argentina had a better team than Japan? Yes. Does that make him feel good about losing? Hell no.
He jogs off all of his frustration until he's left walking through the Olympic village. The last thing he expects is to hear someone calling his name, mainly because the rest of his team knows better than to bother him right now. Oikawa has never been great at that, though. Because of course it's Oikawa, only he would call to him that way and make Tobio tense up from the lack of formality. ]
Oikawa-san, congratulations on your win.
[ It is a surprise that he doesn't seem to be teasing Tobio, but then again, Tobio wasn't the best at reading the emotions of others. For all he knows, Oikawa may have just gotten sneakier with his tactics. ]
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He jogs off all of his frustration until he's left walking through the Olympic village. The last thing he expects is to hear someone calling his name, mainly because the rest of his team knows better than to bother him right now. Oikawa has never been great at that, though. Because of course it's Oikawa, only he would call to him that way and make Tobio tense up from the lack of formality. ]
Oikawa-san, congratulations on your win.
[ It is a surprise that he doesn't seem to be teasing Tobio, but then again, Tobio wasn't the best at reading the emotions of others. For all he knows, Oikawa may have just gotten sneakier with his tactics. ]
I think Hinata is still crying.