Childhood 'Friends'? - Baji x F!Reader

' 𝟸𝟻: Fight. '

"What?" You asked, already annoyed at her existence.

"Nothin'. Just been a while since we last 'talked'." She stated.

Kimora Sanes, the girl you first made contact with in fourth grade. The girl who always stared, and giggled to her friends when you passed. You never understood exactly why though - not that it mattered. She didn't matter.

"You trying to start somethin' or do you have nothing better to do?" You asked, already bored of the conversation.

Why were we here again?

You watched as she came a little closer, "I mean.. if you wanna start somethin', we can?"

Frowning, you sigh. "Go home, yeah?" You suggest, redirecting your attention to your phone.

"Awe, the baby finally handled her anger issues?" You looked at her sideways.

Anger issues? Out of all the things she could've brought up, it's that?

"Ah? Pathetic." You rolled your eyes, "Insulting me with that? I'd feel bad for you if you ever got into an argument."

"I'll take that as a yes.." she responded, ignoring your comment of her getting into arguments. "I suppose you're just scared."

"Scared? Of what?" You asked, humored by the thought.

"Of fighting." She clarified. "Only, what, 11, 12 years ago you told me you promised you'd fight me."

"You're worried about shit that happened 12 years ago. Grow the fuck up.." You sighed, still unimpressed. "Not to mention, you didn't show.."

Yeah, you'd told her that - simply because she suggested it on the playground. Only reason the two of you didn't, want because she pussied out, and didn't come when you both agreed you would.

Kimora sighed, hand on her hips. "Do you want to or not?" She demanded.
You look at her, questioning her purpose. "You're irrelevant. Much too irrelevant to waste that kinda energy on."

She hummed. "Say what you want, I know your heart is probably breaking your chest bone though." She stated confidently.

"..Did your mother not give you enough attention growing up?" You asked, noting the way she continues to try to provoke you.

She waves her hand dismissively. "I guess the rumors were true, you depend on those boys to protect you. The gang." She hummed.
You ignored her.
"And there was this one guy, yeah? What was his name? Keisuke, was it? Not gonna lie.." she trailed off, "He's kinda hot." She chuckled, only to be met by your silence.

Little did she know, your blood was boiling, damn near cooking you inside out.

"Ignoring me now? Huh. Ain't that sweet," she sighed, "By the way, I heard you a pass around. That true?"

"No." you said lowly.
She tipped her chin high, happy at finally getting a response. "Are you involved with them, then?"

"What the fuck I do is not your business." You growled, just about fed up with her and the assumptions.