This whole time, Oikawa had been right. To Hajime, things were only black or white and whenever things felt gray, they had their shade carefully examined because they could only fit into one of the two categories.
In this world, sadness spreads like a virus. And it’s sadness that makes people seem selfish and unkind. There are different fatal diseases that humanity has to face every single day. There are different tragedies we talk about over a dinner table. But sadness might be the worst of them all, because it’s everywhere and we choose to ignore it. It’s been with us for so long that we forgot to be afraid of it. So we belittle those who have little resistance against sadness and tell them to live on if they want to keep up.
It wasn’t malevolence that Oikawa was hiding under the cheerful mask all these years. There was a deep sadness inside Oikawa that he could not control. Maybe understanding people had been a curse after all. He saw more and felt more. It’s hard to stay pure when facing the entire ugliness of this world. And Oikawa wasn’t unkind. His kindness just wasn’t obvious and easy to understand.
There’s no such thing as ultimate kindness.
It’s impossible to live in this world without hurting people, Iwaizumi thought to himself. So then, was staying away from everyone an act of kindness or cowardice?
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