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Smoke

After what seemed to be an eternity, the bell chimed, signaling the beginning of the lunch hour. 

Hanae let out a silent sigh as she stretched her arms out before her. For a moment, her pale green eyes watched as the students around her rose from their seats to go meet and chat with their friends.

"Welcome to Nekoma," a girl greeted to her right, a smile gracing her lips.

Hanae nodded, forcing the same smile she had while introducing herself to form on her lips again. "Thank you," she replied.

Her eyes watched as the girl smiled larger before turning around to greet her friends, eventually leaving the classroom with two other people. Hanae's eyes looked back down at her desk, locking onto her open notebook that sat before her. She grabbed and closed the peach colored notebook before slipping it into her school bag, tossing her pencil in with it. She pulled out a small, beige colored bento box and placed it on the top of her wooden desk, placing her chopsticks beside it. 

"Thank you for the food," she whispered almost silently as she placed her hands together for a brief moment.

Her nimble fingers lifted the cover of the bento box, revealing cooling white rice, tamagoyaki, pickled veggies and broiled salmon.  Her keen nose twitched in delight as the smell and aroma hit her senses. 

The scraping of a moving chair on the ground below her caught her attention. She looked over her left shoulder as a figure came into her line of sight. She cocked her head up to catch a glimpse of the boy who was now looking down at her. Feline like eyes caught onto hers, keeping their gazes locked for a few silent moments. 

Hanae's eyes caught onto the movement of his long, muscular arm as it shot out towards her desk. 

"This looks good," he commented, picking up one of her 4 rolled omelettes. He threw the yellow roll into his mouth before closing it, chewing the cooked egg. "Ahh~ it is good," he mused as he pulled the chair from under the desk before Hanae's, plopping down into it, his legs straddling each side. "Is it from your parents restaurant?" 

Hanae took in the clear and near image of him. His thin, cat like eyes, the smirk that his lips were pulled back in, and the obvious bedhead that sat on top of his cranium. Her dirty blond eyebrow rose in curiosity. She looked back down at her bento while reaching for her chopsticks that laid forgotten beside it. 

"No, I made those myself," she finally answered, popping the chopsticks apart. Her green eyes flashed back up only to meet the dark ones of the boy that sat before her, his smirk still sitting comfortably on his lips. "Is there something you want?" She questioned, looking back down to pick up one of the three remaining mini omelettes. 

"Not really," the boy replied. She could hear his smirk flowing through his words. He leaned his head onto the back of the chair, watching Hanae as she chewed the piece of omelette that she bit off. "Just wanted to make the new girl feel welcome~" 

His voice was smooth but had a ring of mischievousness to it. 

"My name is Tetsuro, Kuroo," he added, as Hanae chewed another piece of food from her bento box. 

"It's nice to meet you," Hanae replied, looking back up at the boy. She shot another feigned smile at him before looking back down at her food. 

"No need to try and fool me with those," Kuroo smirked, his hand raising to brush his charcoal black hair back, just to have it pop back up again. "I've seen plenty of fake smiles, and that's definitely one of them." 

Her eyebrow rose again. She let out a small chuckle. "Sorry," she responded with just a hint of sarcasm. 

"Don't mind, we all have our reasons for doing things." Hanae nodded in agreement. She of all people knew how true that statement was.