S M I T T E N ( Kuroo Tetsurou x OC )

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Original Art by zen0006 on Twitter

"Hey there, A-YA-PI," Kuroo sang.

His evil grin and devilish eyes pierced my heart. Kuroo Tetsurou is Kurokami?!

This can't be...

As unbelievable as it seemed, the puzzle pieces all came together. The clues were all there.

Kurokami went to the same high school as Kenma, he's a year older, and he's in the volleyball team. And after finding out his username 96kami translated to black hair, it should have all made sense.

Kuroo walked closer to us. I buried my face into the back of Kenma's jacket.

I still can't believe Kurokami is Kuroo! I can't believe the guy I like has been sitting in front of me this whole time! Does he recognize me? Does he know who I really am?

"You're scaring Aya. She really thought you were going to murder us or something," the blond informed the raven-haired boy, hands in his pocket.

"That's not true!" I spoke up.

For a split second, my eyes met with his.

"Eep!" I squeaked and buried my head back into Kenma's jacket.

He definitely knows who I am!

"C-calm down, Aya-pi. I'm harmless!" Kuroo raised both arms up. "Actually, I'm classmates with one of your club members, Sakurai-san. My name is Kuroo Tetsurou."

I looked up at him from Kenma's shoulder.

He...doesn't recognize me?

I let go of Kenma's jacket and stepped to the side, revealing myself.

"Sorry for my rudeness," I apologized to both Kenma and Kuroo.

"It's alright. I don't think Kenma has ever had that much action his whole life," Kuroo teased, referring to me holding onto Kenma earlier.

"W-what?!" I shouted, heat rising to my face.

I glanced at Kenma but he was looking the other way.

Stupid Kuroo! He always says something to make my blood boil! I can't believe he's Kurokami!

And just like that, the illusion of my knight in shining armor, Kurokami, shattered.

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The three of us were on the train heading back home. We agreed to hang out in a more familiar setting.

We ended up on the train during rush hour though. Everytime the doors opened, the bodies in the train increased. Kenma and I were stuck, side-by-side, in the corner of the train cart. Kuroo was in front of us, hunched over with his arm leaning against the wall behind me for support. He was shielding us from the inpour of people filling the train.

His gesture was very admirable but...

WHY DOES KUROO HAVE TO BE SO CLOSE TO ME?!

I could feel Kuroo's warm breath on my face. I looked up, his face was just inches away from mine.

"Don't fall in love with me," he goaded, his smirk the same as usual.

"Hmph!" I puffed my cheeks and looked away.

More people came in, pushing Kuroo closer to me.

"Damn it," he gritted his teeth.

I could smell the sweet aroma of his deodorant wafting from his sweater. The intoxicating scent made my heart race.