finally free 【Kenma Kozume x reader】

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-(Y/N)"s POV-

No making friends. Don"t let anyone in. I walked to the gates of Nekoma High.

"Hey, (Y/N)!" I turned to see Kuro waving and gave a small one back. Kenma just stared at his phone. Not like I was surprised."Wanna sit with us during lunch?" Lunch? Isn"t it morning? Why"s he thinking about lunch?

"No, sorry," I politely declined.

"Meh," Kuro shrugged. "You can come if you change your mind." Surprised and grateful that he didn"t force me, I nodded, turning and walking to class. Maybe this won"t be a total disaster.

-timeskip, Kuro"s POV-

"So, Kenma," I said once I sat down with the pudding. "When are you confessing?"

"Huh?" Kenma looked up from his phone.

"You"re obviously crushing on (Y/N)."

"Am not." He said, blushing.

"Are too."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"..."

"..."

"Am not."

"Are too."

I grinned when Kenma sighed. "Hopefully she"ll be willing to be our manager. Yamamoto will freak. And are you really gonna say that you don"t like her? Hmmmmmmmmmm?"

After a while, Kenma said, so softly that I thought I"d imagined it, "maybe I do."

-timeskip, (Y/N)"s POV-

Two weeks of school was over and I was walking home. I"d started talking to Kuro more, but still constantly reminding myself that I wasn"t supposed to have friends.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Kuro called from behind me. "Can I ask ya something?"

"Hm?" I turned around to face him.

"I was wondering whether you wanna be our manager."

"Um... no, sorry," I declined.

"Come onnnnn, pleeeeaaaaaaasssssssssssseeeeeeee?" He begged. "At least come watch!" I shrugged and nodded, deciding to make him happy. I already declined his offer for me to be their manager, it was the least I could do. He smiled and dragged me to the school"s volleyball court.

-timeskip-

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH! KUROOOOOOOOOO! YOU BROUGHT A GIRRRRLLLLLLLL!" A mohawk shouted.

"Shut up, Yamamoto," Kuro said bluntly. "You"re gonna make (Y/N) regret coming here. Everyone, this is (Y/N), (L/N). She"s just coming here to watch our match with Karasuno." Kenma just stared at me with his cat-like eyes as Kuro gave some loooonnnnnggg speech.

"HEYYYY! KENMAAA!" A voice yelled. "We"re gonna win this time!" I turned around to see a short orange-haired guy with a bright smile. Why is there so many people?

"Bring it on!" Kuro called back.

The shorty grinned. "Are you the manager?" He looked at me.

I shook my head. "I"m just here to watch."

The match started and ended fast. Nekoma obviously won. Rain suddenly started pattering down outside and I felt that familiar anger. That burning rage. That sadness. In the rain, Yuki told me she "had to" leave. Every time it rained, Akari and her manipulated little gang mocked and beat me. It"s seriously ironic, considering that I used to love the rain.

When Karasuno left, the team started packing up. When I was about to leave, I realised I had no umbrella. Great.

Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder.

"Um... here," Kenma handed me an umbrella. "You can keep it." Is he a magician? Or a telepath? How did he know I had no umbrella? A warm feeling washed over me and I realised something.

I can"t avoid it forever.

Sooner or later, it will come.

That hope.

That feeling.

I can"t block it out.

I can"t always run from it.

Maybe...

Maybe it was time to give it another chance.