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O.2

𝗔𝗗𝗠𝗜𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 𝗕𝗢𝗧 !
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         "uhm, hello. is it alright if i sit beside you?" y/n asked, pointing at the empty seat next to the pudding-haired boy. "yeah, it's fine." he replied, eyes still fixated on his cellphone. as soon as she sat herself down, their professor entered the classroom. "good afternoon, students. today i'm going to assign partners or our semester project." she introduced. "since it will be too much of a hassle for you all to choose yourselves.. i've decided that you'll just work with the person seated beside you." y/n blinked at the statement. turning to kenma, she tilted her head slightly. "i'm not sure that this guy will be any help.. or maybe he's secretly some sort of genius."

reading her thoughts, kenma turned off his phone and faced the questioning girl. "don't worry, i'm very skilled in coding. this project will be a breeze." feeling a bit more relaxed, y/n nodded her head and turner back to their professor.

"for this project, we're going to merge our class with the robotics club, for the assignment is to make a robot made from gadgets and trash. therefore, there will be more people added to your group." she added on. kenma let out a sigh as he rubbed his temples. "dangit, bokuto and kuro most likely teamed together.. they're probably going to try to merge with our team." y/n was unfamiliar with those names and just shrugged. "is that a good or a bad thing-?"

before the blonde could answer, the teacher for the robotics club entered the room, his students following close after. "alright, kiddos! since you're all in groups, go find another one to join!" immediately, the boy with rooster hair and the one with frosted tips dashed over to where kenma and y/n were seated."

"hey shawties~" the boys said in unison. "can we join your team or what?"

"for the love of god.." kenma said, sinking his face in the palms or his hands. the rest of his words were inaudible, leaving y/n to answer. "i- uhm, sure.. i guess you guys can." she glanced back at kenma who was still muttering about who-knows-what. "so erm.. my name is y/n l/n, you?" bokuto held out his hand for y/n to shake as he introduced himself as well. "kotaro bokuto! the guy behind me is testuro kuroo." the black-haired male slapped the back of bokuto's neck playfully. "oi, i wanted to introduce myself bro!" the e/c smiled at their bickering. "it looks like they have a chaotic friendship."

"maybe if i had friends like that, i wouldn't be chatting with a fucking robot."

y/n blinked in surprise. she wasn't sure why that thought had entered her mind. "damn, i must be lonely as fuck."

"alright students, we'll give you all the remaining time for the period to plan out your robots. and since this is the last period for the day, you and your partners can work on the project for the rest of the day." her professor stated, interrupting y/n's thoughts at the moment.

kuroo and bokuto pulled up stools and sat at their group's table. "alright, hm.. since kenma and l/n are skilled in coding, as we are in robotics, this will be a piece of cake!" bokuto positively said as he took out a sheet of notebook paper. "what design should we do??" kenma and kuroo also had paper out, so y/n followed. "we could all draw our own, then merge the designs once we finish!" she suggested. "that's not a bad idea!" the black-haired male beamed, picking up a pencil to begin his sketch.

the rest of her group began to draw as y/n awkwardly stood still. "this is a bit.. embarrassing. i suggested the idea, yet i haven't come up with any ideas.." just as she was about to start, bokuto excitedly held up his paper. "look guys!! i finished mine. isn't it great??" kuroo glanced over at his friend with a quiet snicker. "it looks like a fucking lego-" the boy with frosted tips pouted, furrowing his eyebrows as he looked back at the doubter. "oh yea?? let's see yours then!"

kuroo proudly showed his design, a signature even visible on the corner of the paper. "well yours has a big ass forehead!! mega mind type beat." bokuto huffed, feeling confident with his come back. but all the bed-headed male could do was chuckle. "bro.. it's supposed to be you though-" bokuto felt his face flush red out of embarrassment. "i-in that case, it looks amazing then!"

y/n covered her face as she laughed. "your friends are quite the match, kozume-san." she whispered, the blonde leaning his ear closer to hear her words. "mmm.. they're crazy but i must admit, it's interesting to watch them bicker from time to time." kenma chuckled softly.

"okay- so we decided that our drawings together actually look pretty sick, do you guys wanna see?" bokuto questioned, both him and kuroo gripping onto another sheet of paper. "sure, why not." the h/c smiled as they held out the design for the others to see. "that's.. not bad." kenma said, a bit impressed. kuroo tilted his head to the side with a questioning tone. "what about you guys? is there anything you want to add?" y/n and the blonde grew silent.

"i haven't started mine yet-"

"i don't have much down.."

they both said in unison. the other boys just shrugged. "hellz yea! i guess we can keep our awesome design then!!" bokuto and kuroo gave each other a high ten as some sort of victory cheer.

before they knew it, their professors announced that the period was over. the school bell rung as the group of four packed up their belongings. "if you want, we can go to my dorm room to work on the project." y/n recommended, swinging her school bag over her shoulder in the process. "a girl's dorm??" kuroo blinked, his cheeks dusted in a light shade of pink. "maybe tomorrow l/n-san, we're a bit busy this afternoon!!" the e/c girl rubbed the back of her neck, embarrassed at the fact that she had asked them that so casually. "ah, i understand.. i'll give you all my room number tomorrow then."

"bye!!" bokuto shouted as he pushed kuroo out the classroom doors, exiting himself soon after. "i wonder why they couldn't make it.." she thought. and once again, kenma read y/n's thoughts just before he left the classroom as well. "don't take it the wrong way. those dorks are probably going to try to mentally prepare themselves. it's not every day that they get invited to a cute girl's dorm.."

the second kenma left, y/n shut the doors ever so quickly. her face burnt a deep shade of pink as she covered her mouth.

"HOW COULD HE SAY THAT SO CASUALLY??"

𝗗𝗜𝗡𝗚 !
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** and just like every other fanfic i have.. i must add an oc as y/n's supporting best friend (who's lowkey kinda sus 👀)