I was setting the tables when get a text. I look down at my phone to see a text from Kenma.
To Y/n
From Kenma
Hey. When you're not busy, can we talk?
Knowing that it's most likely about the letters, I hesitantly reply.
To Kenma
From Y/n
Yeah, sure. Let's meet up at the field in like 10 minutes.
I start to think about the letter I wrote for Kenma.
Dear Kenma,
When I lived with Dad and my brother in the mansion, you were always one of the few guys my brother would have over.
The first time we met, you, Kuroo, Akaashi, and Bokuto were coming over; there were some games you wanted to play with my brother.
You were the first person to arrive at the house. You asked where my brother was but nobody else was home. Just me and you and you and me alone. He was on his way back from the store so, you just waited for him and everyone else.
I asked you if you wanted to play a video game with me but, all you said was "I don't want to play games with you."
After that, every time you came over, I would always try talking to you just to be given a short and blunt answer.
I'm tired of always chasing after you. I don't give a fuck about you anyways. Whoever said I gave a shit 'about you? You never share your toys or communicate. I guess I'm just a stranger to you.
There's nothing for me to say. When I try to talk you're always playing games.I wish I had monopoly over your mind; I wish I didn't care all the time. We're just playing hide and seek
I really don't understand you sometimes Kenma. I'm tired of always chasing, chasing after you. It's not like you give a fuck about me anyways. You just don't give a shit 'about you, do you?
You never share your toys or communicate . I guess I'm just a play date to you.
Whenever I see you, I never know, I never know what you need. I just want to get to know you. What you need I don't give a fuck about you anyways. Whoever said I gave a shit 'about you?
You never share your toys or communicate; I guess I'm just a play date to you.
I say I don't care but, the truth is, I think about you everyday. Guess it's time that I tell you the truth. If I share my toys, will you let me play? Don't want to stay a stranger to you.
Love,
Y/n
After I finish all the tables, I make my way over to the place we're supposed to meet; I sit down under the tree. Kenma walks up and sits down next to me. "Here" he hands me his PSP. "Kenma...what?"
He looks into my eyes "I read your letter... let's play a game together." My jaw drops, before nodding my head and smiling.
A/n
Thank you Furudate for 8 amazing years, the fact that the manga is ending is surreal. Thank you to all the Haikyuu characters for inspiring me to play volleyball, I'll never forget watching them play and grow as people. Also, happy birthday Oikawa. I love him so much :)) I have big plans for him and his ff (and maybe a potential ff coming in the near future ;)) !
Date; Monday, July 20, 2020
Time; 10:35 am
Word count; 587
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Fanfiction'My letters are my most prized possession. No one can ever read them.' Or so, y/n thought no one would ever read them. Follow y/n on this journey through heartbreak, love, and lots and lots of drama. DISCLAIMER; I do not own Haikyuu nor do I own t...