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edit: i hate this story with a burning passion pls dont read this also UH its quite rushed bc i was trying to finish the story b4 anime became an even bigger trend which is so,, stupid of me so i apologise i remember thinking how i hated everyone for suddenly watching anime when i've liked haikyuu and had a crush on kenma since 2016 😭 i think im not as gatekeeper-y now omg im so sorry
edit 2: here we go again!! rereading this story and editing it seven months later. i am very scared.
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"C'mon, can we please just stop already?" Lev whines, running as slow as someone with giant poles as their legs could possibly go.
Kuroo smirks back at him and jogs ahead.
Lev rolls his eyes at the both of us and continue running, and Nekomata-san nods in approval. I look up to see Kenma stumbling in front of me, red cheeked and panting.
"Kozume, keep going, you're almost there!"
Just like always, he doesn't acknowledge my presence and keeps going. I watch him run behind Lev, an entire lap behind. He looks tiny in comparison.
"Nekomata-san, I can work with Kozume separately to do stamina training while the others run,"
"If he had a problem with his current training, he can see me about it himself,"
"I don't think he's quite the type to make complaints to you... coach, It'll be good for him. I won't let him slack off. Close attention training is proven to be more useful,"
"Alright," he chuckles. "Go get him after he finishes this lap, and go tell the rest of the boys to give me 5 more,"
"Good work, boys, but you get 5 more. Wooo....?" I smile at Lev, who shoots me a death glare.
Though expressionless, Kenma looks like he's about to faint.
"Kenma, go with y/n," coach says.
He nods silently but doesn't move to get water.
"No fair, Pudding head's getting special training with the manager," Yamamoto complains, looking as stupid as ever with his sweaty bread loaf head.
"How about we use that energy to do more training, Tora, instead of complaining?" Kuroo smiles, tossing a volleyball up and down with his left hand.
"Never mind! No complaints here, Kuroo-san! I love running!!"
As we leave the gym, I stop. "Kozume, do you have your phone on you?"
He nods a little.
"C'mon, you can live without it for a little while."
He sighs this small but really attractive sigh and shakes his head.
"I won't get distracted," he murmurs.
Even though I highly doubted it, I let him take it with him anyway.
We reach the track and I give him some briefing about what we're doing. He watches me with the same bored expression.
"So you think I'm bad," he says, nodding slowly.
"What? No, Kozume, it's just endurance training,"
'"...how am I supposed to train something I don't have,"
This boy is impossible. "One second,"
y/n: hey can u call i need help
littlegiantisepic: I'm in practice right now
y/n: kenmas being difficult i need ur ice breakers
y/n: please
littlegiantisepic: The guy u have a crush on??
y/n: stfu i only ever said that he was cute
littlegiantisepic: Sure
littlegiantisepic: Just crack a joke!
y/n: do i look like i can pull a jike outta my ass at any time??
y/n: *jooke
y/n: **joke GODDAMNIT
littlegiantisepic: It's okay
y/n: plsplspls
littlegiantisepic: Sorry, we're training, and Ukai-san is very very scary
y/n: i dont care come on the call
littlegiantisepic: Just for a little though, okay?
y/n: u are the only person i know who texts like ur typing an essay or sum
"Y/N HELP TANAKA-SAN IS CHASING ME. NO! Y/N IM SORRY I GOTTA GO BYE MISS YOU"
y/n started a call that lasted a few seconds
For the first time I hear Kenma actually laugh. It was soft, but it was there.
"Is that Shoyo,"
"Yeah. I heard you guys were friends?"
"We know each other. He's kinda hyperenergetic and it wears me out, but uh, he's cool,"
"I know what you mean,"
He nods a little.
"Has he gotten any better? I haven't seen him since the last practice match,"
"I saw them play Date Tech. It was pretty cool,"
If he'd just actually listen, or not shy away from everything, he'd probably like me fine. It sucks having to hide behind a screen when I know it's him. We play games, text, and send each other memes. He just doesn't know it's me. We started talking when I was in my second year at junior high in Miyagi. I didn't know who Kenma was or what he looked like, but he was really sweet and funny. When I moved to Tokyo, I saw him grinning at his phone. It was our chat. Obviously I freaked out and decided not to bring it up, as he was never friendly towards me in real life, and so I figured he didn't like the way I looked, or the way I talked or something. I really don't want to ruin it by telling him I had caught feelings for him or something.
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nvm i didnt edit anything i genuinely believe this story is unsavable
