Shouyou was an enigma, that was for sure. He would show up to the cafe, waste half a muffin, get a drink, and leave.
every
single
night
Most days, he came, ate, and left, not acknowledging Kageyama's pitiful attempt at making small talk. Other days, however, Shouyou would initiate the conversation, anxiously biting his nails hoping Kageyama would follow along. And he did.
"Do you play any sports?" Kageyama had asked one night.
Shouyou shook his head no, whilst taking a sip of his coffee, almost spilling it."
after cleaning himself up, he looked over at Kageyama, expectantly.
'ah, he isn't speaking today '
"I'm on the volleyball team," Kageyama said. "Maybe you can come to one of our matches."
He looked over to Shouyou, who simply nodded before throwing away his half-eaten muffin
When Kageyama was sure Shouyou wouldn't come back, he let out a sigh and dropped his head on the counter, catching it with his hands.
This boy was going to be the death of him.
After collecting himself, he went to change the illuminating light outside that read 'open' to a 'closed'. After doing that, he went to put the table and chair Shouyou sat at away towards the side wall of the cafe. However, before doing so, he noticed a small piece of paper that looked to have something written on it laying on the table. It was a phone number and a note that read 'I like volleyball. Tell me when you play'
Kageyama was surprised at the smaller boys actions, nonetheless, he spend no time putting the number into his phone and adding Shouyou as a contact.
To: Shouyou
Tommorow 3:30 pm Aobai Josai High School.
YOU ARE READING
A Table For One~Kagehina
FanfictionKageyama likes his job. Sure, he works the early morning shifts at literally two in the morning, but he enjoys the tranquility of it all. It's never chaotic, it's never dreadful, and there's never a customer there. That is, until a new customer, Sho...
