Coffee - Kuroken

Chapter 1 - Future

A/N its been a while since I posted... ignore that
(me like a month later) bro why does this have so many views :0

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The bell rang lightly as I pushed the door open, revealing a quaint cafe, the light buzz of people studying and some talking quietly amongst themselves. I walked over to the counter, and looked up at the cashier. He was blonde and looked angry, rocking a buzz cut with black-dyed stripes on the sides. His name tag read: "Kyoutani"

"What do you want." He barely asked, his eyes piercing into my soul.

    "I would like an iced chai tea latte with almond milk." I said, and he tapped the screen aggressively.

    "Can I get a name for the order?" He asked, waiting for an answer rather impatiently and grabbing a cup.

    "Yeah, It's Kuroo." I said, and he wrote it on the cup he was holding, passing it to another worker.

    "Your total is $4.36." He said, sliding the chip reader to me. I inserted my card, and waited for the beep. Soon, the reader beeped, and I took it out.

    "Have a nice day." He said monotonously, and I waved goodbye. Finding a table in the far corner of the cafe for my studying spot. I set down my bag, and took out my computer. As I opened it, I heard a fatigued voice say,

    "Order for Kuroo."

    I walked back to the counter, and grabbed my drink, meeting a pair of amber eyes. Not this. I took my drink, watching him with emotionless eyes as I did so. Turning around, I felt eyes all over me and I tried not to walk weirdly or just walk right out of the cafe.

    Sitting back down at the table, I signed into my laptop, sneaking a glance at the person that was now mixing another drink. God, it made me furious. Seeing those half-dyed ends and that stupid little ponytail just made my blood boil.

    I'm not sure why, but something compelled me to leave that cafe there and then, and I wasn't complaining.

    I walked back to my apartment, which was only a few blocks down the street, and opened the door to the complex. I then took the elevator to the 15th floor and walked down 3 hallways to get back to my room. A lot of walking for no reason, to be honest.    

    I opened the door, and realized how much I was clenching my fists the whole way there. I took a deep breath, and walked into the kitchen area, still holding my cup from the cafe.

    "Ugh, this is gonna throw me off." I exhaled, and scratched the back of my head, laughing at my own stupidity. I wondered many things as I walked out to my terrace, and sat down on my porch chair, an outlook of the city flashing over my eyes.

    The mist was a blanket over the city, spring humidity infecting the air. My terrace was high enough that I could almost see over the mist, which was a huge luxury that I only got because I went to school for engineering.

    I sat there and wondered what it would be like to fly, getting lost in my own head. So many words and ideas circulated through my brain so much that I couldn't bear to be outside anymore.

    I stormed back inside, and slammed the sliding door. What is wrong with me?

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    The air was quiet and all I could hear anymore was the running TV and the low sound of my own breath. The silence resonating through the space was unnerving. I wondered how some people spent all of their time at home alone, wouldn't it get lonely?

    'I'm not lonely,' I thought to myself, and immediately rethought that. Am I lonely?

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A/N kuroo is very sad idk why

i actually do but yk