M a y b e [ Kenma x Reader ]

Chptr 1: Explore?

You shift uncomfortably in your seat. you were moving countries today, You wouldn't miss anyone, since your dad was coming with you and you didn't really fit in with the other kids. As you stared out the window, sunlight of red and orange hues shone through onto your (S/T) skin. Your eyes followed the buildings as they whizzed by. You were moving into a large house for a family of 4. You had a brother who was 15 and a sister who was 11. You lived with your dad while the others spent their life at your mothers, so you weren't quite sure why your father decided on such a large house. You had never met your mother and you didn't really want to. Since you grew up with your dad it wouldn't be right to all of a sudden have an interest in living with your mother anyway.

A/N that was a lot of "you" sorry about that :3

A soft sigh escaped your lips as you stepped out of your car and headed to the front door of your new home.

It didn't feel right to you. Normally you had your dad by your side 24/7 but he was only going to be home on mondays now, due to his new work. Today was Tuesday and you wanted to unpack as quickly as possible so you could go explore your new city. You knew it would take a while but you made a deal with yourself: As soon as you finished you were going to have a fresh start. You were going to make friends. It was time for a change especially since you wouldn't really be around people at home that often anymore.

Le epic time skip

You had finished unpacking everything in your room and it looked better than it did in your old house. Records covered a section on your wall, while vintage posters covered another. Your walls were a deep red, and your floor was a birch hardwood but mostly covered with a fluffy checkered rug. Your bed was really comfortable, it had a grey blanket and the checkered pillows matched the rug. Your keyboard and ukulele were tucked away against a wall near each other with sheet music scattered across your desk. You always loved music so when you had decided to teach yourself you were ecstatic and had loads more respect for other writers, seeing how difficult it really was.

Your dad had been here before you and had unpacked everything else in the house except for a few decorations in the living room, that were still tucked away in tightly sealed boxes. You and your father happens to have similar taste so most of the house was styled in the same way as your room. Music was a must have everywhere in the house and the only rooms that didn't have it were the bathrooms, but even then there was the odd picture or decoration. The house looked normal on the outside but on the inside it sure was... how do I put this? Chaotic? No, more like unique. The whole house looked like a man cave but slightly more organized.

You were moving to Fukurodani, and heard about their volleyball team. You didn't think much of it, but apparently their captain was a pretty famous guy. From what you had seen in magazines he looked like an owl. Weird right?

After a while your eyelids grew heavy while thinking, and you struggled to keep them open until eventually you fell asleep wondering what the people at your new school would be like.

When you woke up you glanced at your alarm clock.

2:34 AM, That's pretty late to go exploring... Well it's not like I'm tired anymore anyways. I'll get up.

You pulled on a grey loose fitting concert hoodie and some jeans. There's probably not going to be anyone on the streets this late so you didn't know why you did your makeup or put effort into your hair but you did. As you tiptoed your way down the stairs you remembered you lived alone, and you slid down the reiling for the rest of the way landing on  your feet with a proud smile. The street lights made a faint shimmer through the glass in the door, you spotted your converse sneakers and tied them tight around your ankles. Time to explore.

A/N it gets better I promise, I just thought that I'd get the explaining done mostly in one part so it wasnt spread out awkwardly.

~Author-chan