❲,,𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧"❳

-four

It was already dusk when Kuroo looked out the window with a coffee in his hand and thought about what was going on that morning.

Who was this boy? And why was he sitting at the front door as if it were the most normal in the World?Are people also sitting in front of his house? Or was he really just crazy?

There were so many questions in the teenager's head, but he couldn't answer any of them. None. Except ..

He was really pretty...

Kuroo recognized early on that he was not straight, he could never really deal with girls and still they run after him. Of course he has already seen a few who were pretty, but this boy was different.

He couldn't describe.

Actually the black-haired man hates the presence of other people or people he doesn't know. But this boy beamed nothing more than calm that the first thought was not even to give him a kick.

will he sit there tomorrow?

Frankly, Kuroo might not mind getting to know someone new. As long as this someone was this boy. He doesn't seem to be as loud or cheeky as school people. On the contrary, he was calm and his voice was soothing too. He could really listen to him talk for hours.

Well that was definitely what his heart said to him.

But his mind said otherwise.

I only got to know the boy a few hours ago god I don't even know his name ! Hell he could also be some crazy bastard !

And with these thoughts he went to bed.

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