Imagine this:
Your walking down the busy hallways, holding books tight against your chest making sure to not drop them. But suddenly, someone bumps into you harshly making you drop everything your holding.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! Here let me help you pick them up." The guy said with kindness basically radiating off him
"Ah.. thank you."
As you try to pick up one of the books, your hands touch. You look up to see him staring at you with a soft smile.
Yeah.. Like that will ever happen.
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|| Y/N POV ||
Climbing the ladder wasn't too bad, though it was a little high and kind of annoying. When me and F/N got to the top, the boys have started warming up. They were doing some basic stretching exercises, which was kinda boring. I don't know why so many girls would want to watch this.
"Y/N! Look at Kuroo stretching!" My friend said while staring at him dreamingly.
"Uh-huh... I see." This was so boring..
As I was scanning the team, making notes in my head about how some of them look. I saw the pudding haired guy. Geez.. I should really start calling him by his name. He was stretching with the group, but looked like he was doing the bare minimum.
"I wish we could sit closer to the team, like the bench where the coach sits.." My friend said, probably day dreaming about Kuroo or something. I mean, she has been talking about him more often..
"You'd probably be hit by a volleyball" I said plainly
"You don't know that!" My friend pouted right after that and just continues to watch the team
I can see the team start to form a circle and crowd around Kuroo. I can't hear what he's saying that clear since we are pretty far from them. Then the team was spilt into half and they went on both sides of the court.
"Oooh! They're playing now!" My friend said.
"This is so boring.." I slightly mumbled..
Then I see Kenma on the court with Kuroo. He plays volleyball? That's unexpected. I thought he was just here for Kuroo, waiting on the sidelines or something, like us.
I heard someone hitting a volleyball, as I look back down and see it going to Kenma's and Kuroo's side.
"Mine!" Someone shouted who seemed short and had blonde hair.
The ball went up into the air, slowly going to Kenma near the net. I really don't know anything about volleyball, all I know is that if it touches the floor, someone gets a point.
Kenma then sets the ball to Kuroo who is getting ready to jump.
A loud sharp bang could be heard as the ball was spiked into the other teams court. It was so fast, and it would looked like it would hurt if I tired to get it!
"All right!" The scoring team could be heard cheering
This.. might be more interesting than I thought.
|| Kenma's POV ||
As the last point was scored, me and Kuroo's team won. Maybe because we mostly had the people on the starting line up on our team, but I couldn't do anything to change it. I immediately go to my bag to get water. I was now sweaty and tired, and all I wanna do now is go home. I sit down on the floor and I look up to see the girl, who I think is Y/N and her friend.
Huh, were they always there?
"Kenma-kun! You did pretty good today." Kuroo said while giving him a teasing smirk. He then started to lean down and crouch in front of me. I look at him confused.
"Is it because the girl is here? I mean, today you were kinda staring at her." He whispered, not letting the team hear him.
I then kick Kuroo in the guts. He's so annoying.
"No, Kuroo." I said before standing up while looking down at him. He was clutching his stomach and looking at me with a smirk.
I look up again to see Y/N with her hand over her mouth, and her shoulders shaking slightly.
She's laughing..
I look down at Kuroo who is now looking at me teasingly. I stomp on his foot to get him to stop.
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𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞? 𝐎𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝. -- K. Kenma x Reader
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