𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄| 𝐊. 𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐌𝐀

Chapter 2: New Kid

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A couple of weeks after being in her new apartment, it was time to go to school. Nekoma Highschool. 

Nekoma was a pretty good school honestly, not as good as Shiratoraizawa, but she wasn't complaining about seeing her best friend Kuroo. Kuroo had been her best friend ever since middle school, the 6th grade, since she moved to Japan. She was having trouble learning Japanese and Kuroo was having trouble finishing his English homework. It was perfect for them. And both of their families loved them. Kuroo's mom loved how smart she was and thanked her for helping her son. Y/n's mom loved Kuroo for being such a great friend, for being so kind to her too.

It wasn't easy being a black family in Japan and her mom knew that more than y/n did at the moment. So for y/n to find a friend was such a warming feeling. 

They even went through all of their awkward tween years together until she got into Shiratoraizawa. 

Then, she had to leave. 

You ran the oil through your curly hair and fastened the uniform that came in the mail a few days ago. Looking at the time, there was about 15 minutes until Kuroo was going to pick you up and take you to school. The drive wasn't far and he figured, why not?

The rest of the house was quiet except for you mom making coffee in the kitchen. You younger siblings classes didn't start for another hour, give or take. 

You walked out to talk with your mom about the first day at a new high school. Quite nerve-wracking honestly. You knew Kuroo had the volleyball team and that intimidated you not knowing all of his friends. 

You used to be the only friend.

"Mornin sweetie, what's wrong? You look off"

She snapped out of her thoughts and entered the cream colored kitchen doorway.

"Uhm, do you think I'm gonna be okay at Nekoma?" the slightly taller girl said holding onto the counter tops in a nervous state of mind she tried swallowing her thoughts. Her mom, sighing and taking another sip of her coffee. "Do I think you'll be fine reuniting with ya best friend and meeting a new team of friends and going to a way less intense school? Yeah, I think you'll get by."

Both of the curly haired women smiled, a relief fell off of y/n's shoulders. Her mom smiled because she knew her daughter was going to be just okay.

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Tetsu-Testicles😝😻❤️💦

I jus pulled up

what number are you again?

traitor 😩🔪🙅💋

522 second floor

Tetsu-Testicles😝😻❤️💦

thanks bae 😻 

traitor 😩🔪🙅💋

ofc wifey 💏

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aren't those gay men???😧😧😧😧

traitor 😩🔪🙅💋