STATISTICSPLAYER ONE: KOZUME KENMA
ATHLETICISM - - 2 / 5
INTELLECT - - - - - 5 / 5
CHARM - - - 3 / 5
SOCIAL AWKWARDNESS - - - - - 5 / 5
AWARENESS OF INFATUATION - 1 / 5
PLAYER TWO: (L/N) (Y/N)
ATHLETICISM - - - 3 / 5
INTELLECT - - - - 4 /5
CHARM - - - - - 5 / 5
SOCIAL AWKWARDNESS - 1 / 5
AWARENESS OF INFATUATION - 1 / 5
GAME . . . START !
"Alright, everyone. Thanks for the hard work today. Oh, and by the way, I heard from an anonymous source that there's a new second-year coming tomorrow. If she's in your class, keep your heads up and get us that manager. We really need one before the big training camp."
Everyone's ears perked up at the captain's words; more notably, the word "she." Yamamoto Taketora widened his eyes at the possibility that they were about to get their own "smokin' hot female manager." He wrapped his arms around Kenma and Fukunaga Shohei, demanding them to ask this girl to join the volleyball club.
Kenma did not want to ask the new girl to join their club; it was like asking her for her number. He was nervous and did not want her to think that she was trying to make a move on him. And it just so happened that his luck granted the new girl to walk into his classroom the next day, with the announcement from his homeroom teacher that she'd be their new classmate for the rest of the school year.
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"Can you please introduce yourself, miss?"
Kenma's homeroom teacher asked the new girl to introduce herself. She wore a big smile on her face, excitement radiating off her and onto the rest of the class, who buzzed with elation that this girl looked friendly and just an overall good person.
"Yes! My name is (L/N) (Y/N) and I'll be your new classmate for the rest of the school year! Thank you for having me!"
She politely bowed. Then she was told to sit in the empty seat in the back, where she would sit right next to her internet best friend. But she didn't know that, and neither did the internet best friend. Kenma looked over at (Y/N), slightly flustered. He was embarrassed and shy; he did not want to strike up conversation first. So he thanked whatever was up there when she initiated conversation first.
"Looks like we'll be sitting next to each other from now on."
He nodded.
"So... you're Kozume, right? I know 'cause the teacher told me to sit next to you."
He nodded again. She was very nice. She was very pretty. Kenma felt a familiar comfort and warmth just by basking in her presence. Then he heard the voices of his teammates in his head: he had to ask her to be their manager, or else they would definitely hate and berate him. Especially Yamamoto. He definitely does not want what happened with him their first year to happen again. And so he pushes through with what little willpower he had in his inventory.
"Uh, (L/N)..."
She turned to face him, with her eyes all big and wide and a gorgeous smile plastered on her face. Kenma had to use a defensive shield to protect himself from oncoming damage. He could tell, even from afar, that she would be a force to be reckoned with.
"Since it's mandatory for everyone to join a club, do you... want to be the manager for the boy's volleyball club...?" He asked so shyly, and so quietly that by the end of his question he spoke in a hushed whisper.
But still, (Y/N) was the most pleased a girl could get, and felt the utmost welcome at school that she beamed and agreed right away.
+1 CHARM!
"I'd love to! When's your next practice?"
He told her that it was tomorrow, and with that, they continued on with their schoolwork.
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Throughout the entire day, Kenma had only one thing on his mind: (Y/N). Her bright personality and friendliness reminded him a lot of his very good friend Hinata Shoyo. Just in that moment where they conversed, he felt like they were the only two people in the room, and throughout that entire moment, he felt warm and comfortable. He didn't think he felt that way with Shoyo; no, he felt more than what he felt with Shoyo. When he first met Shoyo, sure, he felt comfortable and could talk easily with him; but with (Y/N), he felt like he could talk about anything and everything with her, like he could be embraced in her arms and call it home.
He realized he was infatuated with her.
+4 AWARENESS OF INFATUATION!
100 DAMAGE TAKEN!
4 LIVES LEFT!
And so he decided to tell his internet best friend about this.
(U/N) was their name, and they met almost everyday on their favorite video game. Kenma found relief in them, and they felt comfort in Kenma. They relied on each other to keep each other company during the wee hours of the night, and to advise each other on their ways in life. They promised each other not to reveal personal information about the other, because then that way they can say all they want about anything. They were there for each other, in game and outside of the game.
applepi hey, (u/n).
(U/N) hey what's up!
applepi so @ my school;k[p
The only way they could type was when they were in game, or through the private message feature. Kenma and (U/N) were currently in the game fighting against enemies while chatting with each other. So Kenma had to cut his sentence short as an enemy fought him.
applepi theres this girl & i rlly like her even tho we just met
applepi so what should i do?
(U/N) hmmmn.
(U/N) fought an enemy before they could continue their thought.
(U/N) u should tell her abt ur feelings! nothings gonna happen if u don't say anything!
applepi no. i cant do that.
(U/N) ok then......maybe wait it out & talk 2 her more? u might have a better chance if yuo talk 2 her & get closer w her
applepi ok thanks. we just cleared this level so i'm gna go to bed now. goodnight
(U/N) good night!
(Y/N) turned off her computer and then jumped onto the comfort of her bed. She sighed heavily. She had a hard time going to sleep that night, for her internet best friend had a crush on someone other than her.
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A TWO-PLAYER GAME ;; KOZUME KENMA
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