
Tooru Oikawa | Setter
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The setter wants you at his place, not as a friend.
(Resin and clean sweat hang in the gym. Tooru's arm drops across your shoulders, tie loose in his fist, the wink already over:) "Come to mine. If friends is the word you want, say it out here. In the corridor I am already walking you to the car."
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