For some people, love won't turn into a bad thing. But for others, it can. Breakups, cheating, toxic relationships, the list can go on. But for some people, if something really bad happens with them that might include love in it, it could change there whole perspective on it. They may think it's a bad thing, and just to avoid it so they don't have to deal with all the bad parts of love.
But, love isn't always bad... Right?
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|| Y/N'S POV ||
Right after lunch, the uncomfortable feeling of being stared at continues. At this point I definitely knew it was the pudding haired guy or "Kenma", it's kinda obvious now that I look at it... During the start of lunch he was on the roof top, and right when he left the feeling of being sent glares were gone... And suddenly it's back. And in the corner of my eye, I could see Kenma. What a coincidence...
His head was slightly turned to me, but enough to seem like he was also faced to the front of the class. His elbow resting on the table as he rest his cheek onto his palm. His gold amber eyes staring right at my head, probably analyzing every movement I make.
I zone out, and start mentally panicking. Is this what he meant by "see you later"? Did he mean that he knew he would obviously see me? What is with this strange behaviour...
A jabbing sensation could be felt on my arm as I immediately turn my head and swat my arm away in self defence. Expecting it to be the strange guy, but turns out to be F/N.
"Y/N.. Y/N!" She shouted while aggressively poking me.
"Huh?! Hm, what?" I ask as the pokes were now starting to hurt.
"The bell just rang, let's hurry up and get to our last period!" F/N hurriedly said as she was now getting really impatient.
"Yes.. yes... Give me a minute." I turn my head quickly, to see the guy was already gone.
"You're actually so slow-" F/N mumbled as she grabbed my wrist and dragged me to our next class.
As I get dragged out of the classroom, a I just notice that I was not paying attention at all to the lesson. Oops... I'll have to see what I missed out on..
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|| Y/N POV ||
"All right, since we only have 2 minutes in class left, you can pack up your stuff early" The teacher said, while putting away some papers.
Thank. God. The long day was about to end of endless studying, and me making sure to pay extra attention to the lesson. Sine I don't want to review two lessons that day...
Some people were now standing up out of there seat, talking to their friends or even packing up there stuff and getting ready to go home. As my friend F/N was one of those people.
"Hey! Y/n I have a little question..." She asked nervously while fidgeting with her fingers as she walked up to my desk.
"Yeah? What is it" I asked while turning to face her. What did she need from me?
"So... After school today will you come with me to watch the boys volleyball practice? Please.." She begged as she looked at me desperately.
The boys volleyball practice? Why? All you do is sit on the sidelines and watch some random sweaty high schoolers pass the ball back and fourth across a net.
"I know it's random but.. I just want to see Kuroo play!" F/N admitted, while putting her hands to a fist and being embarrassed about the whole situation with her ears turning a slight pink.
But, Kuroo?.. Isn't that the bed haired guy? He's on the volleyball team?..
If I go it's going to be a little awkward... After that incident, which I'm assuming he has not forgiven me yet with.
"Hehe, Sorry F/N... I'm actually kinda busy today after scho-"
"I'll buy you a drink from any place you want."
"Sure, I'll go I'm free today."
Studying can wait later anyways, I needed a break from school too! So... It has to be fine for now...
