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Hours. [Y/N] has been running for two hours already, occasionally hiding from the Moebius gang. She's exhausted and scared but above all...

She got her left arm broken.

Although it's painful with every move she makes, the girl is desperate. She promised the girl and her boyfriend that she'll get back for help. There's no way she'll break her promise.

Due to being late, the streets are dead and the only open establishments are the bars which would be nowhere near helpful. She tried her very best to find help, not even caring about her throbbing injuries.

"Please.... Anybody help..." She silently sobbed

As if the Gods have heard her, a couple found her slumped figure in the middle of the street. Upon seeing her situation, the man quickly called for help while his wife run to her aid. Consoling the poor girl.

"It's okay honey, you're now safe...."

After a few minutes, the police and medic came. They brought the girl to the hospital while the authority started investigating what happened.

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"Kenma, I'm getting worried about [n/n]." Kuroo said as he paced back and forth Kenma's room

The smaller bleached haired boy also nodded in response, "I've been trying to call her phone and Ipad but no one's answering." He said as he frustratedly placed down his phone

Kuroo clicked his tongue, "This child. I swear if she turned out to get lost, I'm putting a wearable tracker on her wrist."

"Make it plural, it makes it easier to find her."

With eyes glued to the wall clock and the other at the door, the duo patiently waited for her to return home. Hopefully.

[Tick tack]

[Tick tack]

[Tick tack]

The silent room got suddenly filled with loud blaring noise from Kenma and Kuroo's phones. Both quickly fished out their devices out off their pockets (Kyanma put it back on his pocket earlier).

Unregistered numbers flashed on their screens. Looking to each other, they both nodded signaling to answer it in the count of three.

One ...

Two ...

Three ...

"Hello? Is this Mister Kenma Kozume?"

"Hello? Is this Mister Kuroo Tetsuro?"

"Yes." Both men answered

"I'm sorry but can you please come here at Nakashima Hospital?"

"Huh why?!" The helicopter dad Kuroo's head snapped (probably also cracked his neck) and  almost flew from the other corner of the room towards Kenma as he heard those words

"I'm afraid we have a situation here...
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Miss [Y/N] Kozume is probably experiencing traumatic aftermaths."

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