After meeting her, Oikawa was ecstatic, he wanted to tell Iwaizumi all about her. Until she spoke.

"Hey, Oikawa Tooru-san? I don't want everyone to know who I am... So can you keep it a secret from people? You can still tell your best friend of course!" She fiddled with the hem of her skirt, a habit Oikawa noticed. She began getting flustered until he patted her head, making her eyes flicker towards his.

"Don't worry Mocchan!~ I'll only tell Iwa-chan that I found you, but why don't you want anyone but me to know of you? Weren't you lonely? Actually that makes me think, why didn't you just socialize with people and go to class?" He questioned her, his eyes never leaving hers, but towards the end her gaze wandered somewhere else.

"Thank you. I don't want people to know me because that's how I was brought up to think, that one day there will be someone to talk to me, and to save me from that loneliness, which you did, didn't you? And I'm not lonely anymore, because you're here with me aren't you? Its impossible for me to socialize." She followed her gaze, walking over to the one bench decorating the barren rooftop. Placing her delicate hands over the aged wood, "I'm a mystery, not meant to be seen"

She smiled back to him. He was stuck in place, this girl was mysterious, that's for sure.

"My Mother always told me I'd be lonely, that no one cares for me. You might think she was a bad Mother, but it is full of the truth. When I graduate, my friends wont be my friends anymore, just acquaintances. If I had a boyfriend, he would only be another memory. That's why she told me to wait for the right person" She spun around to face him fully, lifting one arm up, she pointed right at him. With a blinding smile on her face. "And that's you, Mr. Oikawa Tooru-san"

She looked down at her phone. Not checking emails or text messages, she didn't have the privilege to receive them. Instead she looked at the time, (17:24)

"Hey Oikawa Tooru-san? Its getting late, shouldn't you be getting home now?"

"..." Oikawa slowly made his way beside her, without her realizing.

"Oik.." "Well Mocchan!~ Before I go, I want to be able to talk to you all the time!" He grabbed the phone out of her hand and created his own contact, however when he was doing so, he noticed that she had no contacts. Not one, and that once saved; his would be the first.
He handed the phone over, she looked down at the new contact. And immediately changed the name.

"Kya!~ Mocchan! But my name was so perfect!~" He whined

"Sorry, Oikawa Tooru-san but your name had too many hearts and emoji's..."

He frowned, "Hmm.. But 'Oikawa Tooru-san' is so boring, my name is usually pretty great but your dragging it down.. Actually, why do you call me by my full name?" He looked forward, admiring the sunset in front of them. They both were smiling uncontrollably.

"I've never called anyone by their name before, I've only ever called someone Mother, and that was my Mother. So I guess I just don't want to be rude?" When she finished she heard a groan come from beside her, "Don't moan about it, I'm being polite..." she trailed off, whispering, "I read it in a book once..." Unfortunately for her Oikawa heard it.

"You read about that in a book?" He chuckled, sending her an amused look. She frowned jokingly before retorting.

"Well I didn't want to be unprepared for when I would meet... Well you..." She grumbled, almost inaudible. Oikawa had a flush of red race across his face, he didn't know how you could be so calm whilst saying all that you are. That's when he remembered you haven't had any social activity so you wouldn't really know what is considered awkward. Well you should have at least some knowledge of it.

He covered his face in his hands, laughing slightly. "~Mocchan... You're making me blush.."

A small squeak made its way out of her mouth, she jumped slightly and turned to look at him, she was now just as red as he.

"Oh! I'm sorry! ...I also read about this in a book... But it was described using so many different emotions I cant decipher which one I'm feeling..." She mumbled after apologizing. Oikawa quietly laughed to himself.

She's Perfect.

"I'll read more about it.." She whispered, turning back towards the sunset, Oikawa following her actions.

"Hey Mocchan, its really pretty huh?" He asked using a hushed voice, trying not to ruin the now tranquil atmosphere.

"Yeah.." She reached out her hand and grasped onto his, shocking him slightly but making him extremely happy. "Please come back soon" She said quietly, but loud enough for him to hear. His grip on her hand tightened.

"Don't worry, I'll be back as soon as I can. Meaning tomorrow Mocchan!" He turned to her and gave her the biggest smile he could make. Even if it hurts his cheeks from smiling so much, even if his mouth is somehow rendered unusable, he'll find a way, he'll never stop smiling around you. It's impossible.

They spent the next 20 minutes staring at the sky, hand in hand. They both, had never been so happy in their lives.

The next day came quickly, Mostly because he stayed up all night... and Oikawa couldn't wait to get to school. His Mom was concerned but he just waved it off as meeting a good friend of his. A good friend. Even though we only met yesterday, it feels as though we met years ago. He was so excited that he didn't bother waiting for Iwaizumi and instead rushed all the way to school to see if she was there. For all he knows, she could live on the roof. But as weird as that sounds, she actually lived less than 5 minutes away, so she always arrived to school very early. 60 minutes - very early. She didn't like the rush of the crowds, or being seen so she found it practical to arrive early.

However today... She arrived 120 minutes early... She got ready in a mere 10 minutes and burst out of her house, running the way to school to get up onto the roof. Hopefully Oikawa Tooru-san isn't as excited and gets to the roof after me, she thought. Nope, 2 hours early and here he is laying against the wall, sleeping.

"He got here before me? Did he even sleep last night?" She mumbled, hypocritically because she only got a few hours. She sighed and sat next to him, resting her back on the wall. She gently grabbed his head and rested it on her legs. "Walls aren't as comfy as legs so... I'm sure he wouldn't mind" She said, turning pink.

A few minutes passed and she felt herself drift off as well, she lowered her head and flowed into unconsciousness.

After around 15 minutes of her falling asleep, the male on her lap awoke. Rather groggily, he felt around to see what he was lying on.
(he didn't go that far you dirty pervert)
He felt some fabric and then some squishy.. Skin? He immediately knew who and what he was lying on and decided to stop touching her leg. He sat up slowly and looked at her peaceful face, he smiled and sat back against the cold wall. Wrapping one arm around her, he pulled her closer so her head rested on his shoulder.

"~Mocchan... You should sleep, its bad for your body if you don't.." he yawned out. Was she excited to meet again too? He asked himself.

He checked his phone for the time, "Mmm.. An hour and a half? But I don't want to wake Mocchan up.."

Speaking of her waking up, she came too a few moments prior to him saying that.
"Oikawa Tooru-san? You're awake" She smiled.

"Mocchan! Now we can have fun!" He screamed quietly... If that's possible.

"Fun?"

"Yeah! Lets learn about each other!"

"Really? Okay, but you already know pretty much everything about me"

"But you don't about me!" He exclaimed, bursting with happiness. How he had so much in the morning is beyond this worlds logic.

They then spent the next 40 minutes learning about each other,

Mocchan! Favorite colour!?

Red, favorite food?

Milk bread! How old are you?

I'm 17, When's your birthday?

July 20th! When's yours?

October 31st, What're your hobbies?

Volleyball! Your birthday kinda suits you too..

Really? Thanks.

Who's your favorite person?

You, you're the only person I know.

Gyaaa! Mocchan! You're so nice to me!

Are you always this childish?, I also noticed you're pretty smug.

Mocchan... Why bring me up to then push me back down?

What position do you play in volleyball?

Mocchan! Don't ignore me!

It was my turn to question.

No it wasn't you asked me if I were childish!

Did you answer it though?

... Mocchaaaan!

Well?

... I play setter...

I'd like to come watch you sometime

Really Mochi-Chan!?

Mochi...Chan? Is that an upgrade?

You don't like it Mocchan? It was a sign of appreciation.

I like mochi..

Really? Is it your favorite food?

No, dango is.. Mitarashi dango.

Well it's similar to mochi I guess.

What is your best friend called again?

Iwa-chan?

Iwa... Iwa-chan? Is that a nickname?

Yep! His full name is Iwaizumi Hajime! Who's your best friend called?

Well its probably Oikawa Tooru-san...

Mocchan... You just friendzoned me...

Friendzoned? I think I've read about that.. But I really enjoy your company, even if its only been a day.

Mocchan don't say something rude now to ruin it

I wont. I think,

Mocccchhaaan!

Well my chest hurts whenever I think of you. Well I cant say for sure since we met yesterday but its even worse when around you

Mo..

Maybe I'm allergic, you seem like you would be poisonous..

MOCCHAN!

She sat in silence, before answering. "Sorry was that rude? Even if I was allergic I'd build up immunity, or just deal with it. Like I said before, I really like your company"

"Hey Mocchan it's the weekend tomorrow.."

"Yeah I know, They're always so boring"

"Well do you want to do something?" He asked nervously, he never before had been nervous around a girl. A ghost of a smirk made its way onto his face, not visible to Fujimoto beside him. She sure is something else..

"Like what? My house is always empty and the only clothes I own are the school uniform.."

"..."

"..."

"HUH!? MOCHI-CHAN!"

"I've never needed clothes to go out in, only the uniform. The only other articles of clothing I have are my pajamas.. Even if I needed to go out to the shops, I'd just put on my shirt and skirt.."

"Mocchan... You have such a hard life" Fake tears streamed out of his eyes. She chuckled slightly.

"I've never done anything on the weekends anyway so why should I need extra clothes for it?"

"It's settled. we are going to buy you clothes" He nodded slightly, "I'll be round yours at 9 Mocchan"

"Oh, alright then" She thought for a while, "You'll need my address then right?"

He smirked knowingly as if this was his plan all along. He nodded to her as she was rustling through her schoolbag... -HUH!?- Why does she have a school bag!? She doesn't even attend class!

"Here.." She started writing down her address on a slip of light blue paper, before passing it over to Oikawa. "Its only a few minutes away" She was talking but he wasn't listening, the only thing he was focused on was the mesmerizing note covered in extremely neat and perfected calligraphy.

"Woaah... Mocchan, your handwriting is so neat..." He said, his eyes still glued to the blue note.

"Well, I had a lot of spare time up here so I started working on my calligraphy..." She said, with no hint of arrogance or self pride at all.

"You're just so perfect Mocchan..." Oikawa mumbled to himself, In awe of this girl sitting just beside of him.

Getting flustered the girl came out with mixed excuses, "Wha! What.. I'm really not! You! You're perfect... So perfect, like your... Uh happy attitude! It's really impressive! You know, being happy all the time! Oohh... Oikawa-san... My face is going red.."

Now both teenagers were embarrassed, as embarrassed as a teenager could get. Well they both passed, and doubled that.

"Mocchan.. You called me by my last name, without my first..." His eyes were tearing up by this point, "I'd have preferred my first but progress is good..."

"Aahahh! I..I'm sorry Oikawa Tooru-san! I was really flustered!" She raised her voice slightly, side effect of being flustered, and her face became even redder; a bright crimson.

"Mocchan! I prefer being called by just my name! but you're really cute when your flustered Mocchan~" He teased.

"... Oi- Oika- Oi- Oikawa-a... -san.." she struggled, her voice just barely choking out the words. "You're making me blush too much.."

"Well it's close enough to being fluent I guess.." He mumbled, "Mocchan, You make me blush too you know!"

"Yeah but that's different.."

"Wha! How?"

"I don't know.. Does your chest hurt when your around me?"

"Gah.. So blunt..." He sweatdropped, "I-It do-does I... I guess.." I stuttered! How awkward!

"I guess we do feel the same about each other then... I just need to find out what the feeling is.."

She frowned, Her face scrunched up in concentration.

Mocchan.. I already know what the feeling is.