*Kuroo's POV*
I haven't slept since Kenma left. I've never been so worried before. Although it may not have seemed like it, we really did love each other. He was cute, and he thought that I was all I had.
Maybe he was just lying. Maybe he only kept me around because I stabilized him during his outbursts. We worked well together, but maybe we weren't emotionally compatible.
Still, I wanted Kenma back.
I heard a knock on the door. "Come in." I said, running my hand through my hair.
I watched as Hinata, Yaku, Yamamoto, Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Akaashi, Bokuto and the two new kids tried to squish into my small room.
"I'm sorry!" One of the newbies practically shouted, bowing. He had straight black hair and large blue eyes, clinging to Hinata as if his life depended on it.
I sighed.
"It's kind of my fault. I'm the one who killed his mother."
The two new kids gulped, obviously not used to the whole assassin thing.
"Look, Kuroo. Kenma hasn't been answering his phone, and we have no leads on where he could be. Do you think you might know, seeing as you know hime best?" Yaku asked, the taller new kid patting his head.
Yaku elbowed him in the side, and looked towards me.
"Any ideas? At all?"
I sighed for the umpteenth time that day.
"No clue."
Dear reader,
You'll never guess who started a new project even though they are already drowning in work?? If you guessed Chihiro then you were right. No but seriously, I know have like five unfinished stories that are unpublished. Also, I changed my accounts aesthetic. It doesn't look as good, but blue is my favorite color so deal with it.
Sincerely,
Chihiro
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