school was horrid, any normal teenager would agree. over ran with assholes, snobby kids who couldn't shut up if their life depended on it. teachers, under-payed and tired gave half assed lessons. but that's not what I dreaded about. walking in through those doors never seemed like a chore, though knowing I'd probably see his face, lets just say I'd rather ruin a CD.
and oh, what a surprise, he's waiting by my locker. wonderful! I wanted to throw up.
"ah- so this is your locker. the shorty red head didn't lie.." kuroo grinned, leaning right on my locker.
"damnit, please move I need my books." I groaned, pushing at him.
"hmph- are you just going to ignore me?" he pouted like a baby.
"yes, now I would really like to get to my locker." I pushed him again.
he rolled his eyes and moved, "you know, I really like you more when you're drunk."
I bit my tongue and quickly fidgited at the lock. I really hope my face wasn't as red as it felt.
"oh wow, you remember don't you?" I could hear how much he fed off my embarrassment.
"I do but.. im trying to forget. and that is going to stay between me and you." I barked, pulling out my books and slamming my locker.
"why would you want to forget? you seemed like you had so much fun. even with the others." he smirked, upper lip curling.
my heart pounded, why was he making me remember? "I want to forget because I wasn't myself that night, so tell your friends sorry, and goodbye. wait actually tell akaashi thank you. that's it."
the tall asshole's grin faded and I stormed off, purposely shoving my shoulder into him.
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yes I know the character's are off but this is an au so fight me
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Kalopsia ⇶ KuroKen
FanfictionKalopsia (n.) - a condition, state or delusion in which things appear more beautiful than they really are
