ᴋᴏᴢᴜᴍᴇ ɪs ᴏғғʟɪɴᴇ

ᴋᴏᴢᴜᴍᴇɢᴀᴍᴇs. sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: ᴏɴʟɪɴᴇ ⚪

   Kozumegames has entered the chatroom.

Kenma enjoys playing games, he enjoys them a bit too much. He barely even sleeps because of them, which gives him a bit of a temper issue most of the time. Set aside, he can be very quiet playing games alone just wishing the same can be said in an online chatroom, around the same players, playing the same game.

"The artifact is there! There! Grab it!" His often frail voice turns into a scream as soon as he transitions to his mic.

"OH MY GOD! I CAN'T GRAB IT, MY INVENTORY IS FULL! IT'S RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU?!" Kenma surges himself into a pool of rage over a battle royale, RPG game.

"Sorry, Kozume." The second voice echoes, searching for guilt to give. Kenma sighs, rubbing his temples.

"BunBun, the green orb in front of you. Press Q and grab it." He had been referring to the second player, their gamer tag read "BunBunIsGod." The name BunBun was from a famous otome game at the time, the lead love interest.

"Okay." The user struggles for a bit, trying to obtain that orb. But in reality, they were just pressing the wrong buttons on purpose.

The user does that all of the time, press the wrong buttons. It was done on purpose, they enjoyed hearing Kenma yell. They enjoyed his voice.

"Alright, BunBun. I have someone over right now, so you'll hear voices."

  "Okay."

"Hey, Kenma! Did you do that assignment for 3rd Period? It's due tomorrow."

Kenma's eyes widen. "Tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Tomorrow."

"I thought it was due for next week!"

"It was moved to tomorrow! Didn't you hear?"

Kenma lets out an exhausted sigh. "Okay, BunBun. I'll be off."

"Bye, Kozume."

"Bye, BunBun."

Kenma switches off his PC monitors. "You're dead ass?"

"Kenma, why wouldn't I be?"

Kenma drags his hand across his face, resting it on his cheek and leaning. "So, what's the assignment?"

"Mercury properties."

Kenma rolls his eyes. "That'll be ea-"

"In order."

"Still easy."

"Alphabetical."

Kenma takes a deep breath in. He picks himself up, snatches one of his pillows and lets out a long, stressed scream.

Kuroo chuckles. "Kenma."

"Mhn?"

"What would you do if I told you that was a joke?"

"Choke the fuck out of you."

"Kenma, there was no assignment, I just wanted to see if you were paying attention in class."

"OH MY GOD, KURO!" Kenma throws the pillow at his face. "YOU FUCKING IDIOT!"

Kuroo laughs, clenching onto the pillow. "Ahh... Hah... Bu-But its funny! That shocked  look on your face was priceless."

"Stupid rooster."

"Lazy kitten."

"Loud hyena."

"Stinky couch potato."

"I smell better than you!"

"YOU STAY IN THE SAME SPOT FOR SO LONG, I'D THINK YOUR ASS CHEEKS WERE GLUED TOGETHER!"

"DON'T SLANDER ME, YOU WOMANIZER!"

"I HAVE NEVER EVEN TOUCHED A WOMAN!"

After about an hour or so of going back and forth, Kuroo slides his shoes back on and smiles.

"See you tomorrow, Kenma."

"Bye." Kenma rolls his eyes.

"KENMA!"

"GOODBYE, KURO"

"GOODBYE~!"

Kuroo opens the room door and closes it after him. The gentle slam of the door shook with Kenma's head as he went back online. The strange thing is that BunBun was still there, waiting.

"BunBun?"

"Kozume! Hi!"

"Why were you still online?"

The user kept silent.

"Why were you still online?" Kenma repeated.

"Goodbye, Kozume."

"Bunbun, answer m-"

The user then logs off, resulting in their character blinking into thin air and disappearing.

"That was strange."

The user had not been the person Kenma always played with behind the screen. They were obsessed. The user was a female entering her late twenties. She had photos of Kenma all over her room, she often recorded his voice just to listen to it when he wasn't online.

"Kozume... I'll be waiting for you..."