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Although the tall guy with bed hair was an interesting reference, someone else caught my genuine attention.He wasn't as tall and he was good at making himself unnoticed, despite having his hair dyed. He didn't seam to enjoy this volleyball practices as much as the rest. To be frank, he seamed slightly depressed.
I don't know what it was that drew me into him, though there is something in him, something I don't yet know.
Without even noticing my actions, I drew him in the middle of a blank page. I was so involved in my thoughts about him that I forgot to do the assignment.
It was a fast and easy drawing, no details, just the main features. It was pretty much a shit drawing.I was only able to get one decent reference before their break time, during which I was able to find out that the two of them are friends and the shorter one is into video games.
In fact, they sat near me during it, but they said nothing to me. Until the shorter guy got a call and left.
"Nice drawings." Bed-hair said.
"They're just sketches, but thanks."
He sat closer to me. "You seam shy."
"Maybe I just don't enjoy talking to people as much as everyone else."
He laughs at my statement. He's incredibly annoying."I think you just need to find someone who you can enjoy talking with. Like someone who shares the same interests or the same opinions."
"That seams like a lot of work and probably not even worth it." I tell him.
Just imagine, having to talk to a person and learn their way of thinking and get to know their interests. Couldn't be me."You are quite stubborn, aren't you?"
I shrug.
"Even so, I want to get to know you. Can I get your phone number or Instagram username, or is it asking for too much?" He asks.
"Find out for yourself." I challenge.
If he can take this much effort to know me, maybe I'll hear him out."Alright." He chuckles.
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I'm now at home. Without the distraction of pudding haired boy, getting the references I needed was much easier.
I should get to work now and finish this project or something.
Once I get home, the computer is staring at me, begging me to try the new game. I can't just ignore it, that would make me a bad person.I'm sitting down on my chair, getting comfortable to binge this all night long, when my phone rings.
I never have sound on my phone, yet it rings, right when I'm about to start playing. I decide to check what it was, out of frustration.
I turn it on to find a message.
« Hey, it's Kuroo from the volleyball team.
How tf does this man have my phone number?
I wouldn't be so surprised if it was my Instagram, but my phone number? Wtf.How did you get my number?
Just your art teacher
Why would that witch give you
my number?That feels like something you
should ask herWyd
Gaming
Sick
My friend too
He will not give me attentionCool
What's he playing?This new horror game
Might be the same
one I'm playingYou know what?
Idc
I think you two should talk
Like get to know each other
or somethingIdk
I do
Here's his number
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxI'm not gonna randomly text him
Why not?
Cus that's weird
No it isn't
I just randomly texted youPrecisely
Your point?😒
I'm texting you with his phone~
Hi
Kuroo in his friend's phone?
Yes
Kenma is the friend btw
Add him to your contactsNah
I'm good thanksI never knew you'd be
this stubbornYou, me and Kenma
Tomorrow after school at the gates
We'll then go to McDonald's or smthYou're so annoying
Fine
See you thenYou could've said persuasive or
something but you chose annoyingYeah
What about it?
It's just my honest opinion*sobs
See you tomorrow
I put my phone back down and finally start playing.
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