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YOU STARED AT YOUR...
desk, keeping your focus on the same spot. Wondering why embarrassment kept hitting you. Was it Nekoma? Someone? Or was it just you in general? You sigh and gently let your cheek press against your fist.
"Ms. Kozume." You shot up, looking at the other adult in the front of the room. "Please gather your supplies and follow me." Immediately, you grab your belongings and go up to the teacher. With that, he walks out the room as you follow behind him. Quickly glancing at Kenma, to see him staring back. Were you in trouble? What did you do wrong? "Before you ask, the answer is no. You're being transferred to a different class due to your academic skills."
"Is that a good thing? Or is it a bad thing?" You ask as he leads you to another classroom. "Class 5.."
"It's a good thing." He smiles and pats your shoulder before wishing you good luck. You open the door to your new class, watching all eyes forced upon you. You gave a small wave, not bothering to introduce yourself. Taking a seat at the back of the room, yet again keeping your attention on the board.
It wasn't too far from lunch by now, you continue to sit in your seat. Playing with a pencil as everyone around you starts getting up. "Hey." A voice spoke, now sitting in the seat ahead of you. Once you brought your head up, you noticed she looked a bit familiar. Till you realize, she was friends with non-other than Nishimura Aiko.
"Let me guess, have you come to ambush me too? Or do something to make my day worse?" You ask, analyzing her features. Her raven hair perfectly falling beneath her shoulders, her eyes a nice golden brown. She was pretty, but she was different.
"No, I haven't." She smiles, giggling softly. "I want to get to know you, possibly become friends."
"And why would you do that?"
"You're cautious, bold enough and you seem like a fun person. I like that, it's like, I want to learn from you. To fix my mistakes." She was speaking from her heart, telling the truth. She wasn't like Nishimura, she didn't seem like the other girl either. But she was a sweet person who chose the wrong path and was willing to make amends. "I'm Natsume Misaki. It's nice to get to properly meet you."
"Kozume (Y/n)." You smile slightly. "You're different Natsume-chan, you're not like your friends. Why's someone like you hanging out with them? Well, Nishimura to be exact."
She sighs softly and begins to play with the ends of her hair. "It's kind of a long story, complicated too. I don't want to waste time talking about her." A small grin forms on your face. You begin spinning the pencil as you ask her to have lunch with you. She silently agrees and stands up, grabbing her bento box out of her bag and following you. "You're not going to eat?" She asks you as she opens her bento box. You stick your tongue out and shake your head. "If you're not going to eat then there was no point of asking me. Here I'll share some of my food."
"No, it's fine really. I'm not hungry." She tells you that you have no choice, but of course you had to argue with her. "I said I'm fine, don't worry abou-" She shoved a piece of Tonkatsu in your mouth. "Hey! Oh wow, this is really good.." Your eyes sparkled as you chewed on the piece of pork.
"Why, thank you!" She smiles as she ate some of the food herself. "I told you, you had to eat. But I'm really glad you liked it, I made it myself." You swallow the food and tell her that she needed to teach you how to cook. Explaining that you weren't very familiar with anything around here anymore. "So you're a transfer student?"
"Yeah, something like that.." You point at your mouth as you open it and say, "More food please!" She scoffs and tells you that you're an idiot and feeds you another piece of the pork. You just knew that the two of you were going to be great friends.
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When class ended you began putting your notes and books into your bag. Looking up once more to see Natsume. "Where're you going Kozume-chan?" She asks, her bag hanging off her right shoulder.
"To the gym, I need to see Kenma." She nods as you throw your bag over your shoulder. "Do you want to come? I mean we'll really only be watching them play."
"So you're their manager? Damn.."
"Not necessarily, though I've been asked. I'm not sure if I should do it. I just came back not even two days ago!"
"If I were you, I'd say yes. That's like a once in a lifetime opportunity, you do know that right?" You shook your head, "Well take it. I bet it'll be fun, plus you don't have a club. But hey, it's your choice!"
"Ugh, fine. Let's go." You walk out and start making your way to the gym. "Maybe we should hurry, Nishimura could be around. I mean that bitch is literally everywhere.." Natsume laughed softly as you opened the gym door, she looked around with a slight poker face. When you looked at her, she really had no emotion whatsoever when she walked in. Though at the same time, it looked as if she'd never been in this gym before.
"(Y/n)." You turn, seeing your pudding head of a brother slowly jog towards you. "Who's the chick?" He spoke softly once he was close enough.
"Hi Kenma-kun." Natsume bows to him, seeing him cringe.
"Do I know you?" He stares at her, dumbfounded. "And, don't bow." She apologizes, explaining that they used to be in the same class. "Oh, well. I forgot your name, but okay. But (Y/n), you're not in trouble right?"
He asks once more as you give a quick response before going back onto the court. "Hey Coach." You wave as your feet meet a stop at the benches. "This is... Umm, my friend. I hope you don't mind me bringing her." A soft smile crept on Natsume's face from the word, "friend". "I've also made up my mind, I'll become the manager. Only if she can join me.."
