I was bored. I was in my room. Alone. All the time.
"Kenma?" It was my mom. She came in the room. I pretended to be asleep. My face was in the pillow so she didn't see my face. However she grabbed my foot. She started to tickle it. I couldn't stand to twitch. I turn around.
"What?" I ask her.
"Why are you antisocial? Why can't you just be social? Every time I invite a friend you have to hide or avoid them. You choose to not have company of others except for Kuroo. W-why do you h-have t-to be like t-this?" She started to cry half way of her sentence. I didn't feel sad or bad of myself. I felt mad.
"But why can't you except that I'm antisocial. I'm not antisocial I just choose not to interact with humans. I have my reasons and you need to learn to except that. I also hate being called the word, "Antisocial". I would prefer to be called an, introver-" As I said my response she cut me off.
"Stop! K-Kenma I don't want to hear it!" I reached out for her hand. She slapped my hand. I see how she was going to be.
"I'll be going to the gym."
"But it's Sunday..."
"However mom it looks like you don't want me here." I grab my jacket and put my shoes on. I go downstairs and go out the door. The last thing I heard was her crying from all the way upstairs.
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Introvert | Kenma Kozume
FanfictionI wouldn't like to be called "Antisocial", even though people do consider me, "Antisocial." I talk to at least one person, that's good...right? During all of my Summers I've had I would stay inside. All day. Alone. Playing my game. Maybe Kuroo comin...
