[DISCONTINUED] oh, sorry! a kenma x reader fanfic (Haikyuu!!)

a brass bruise

putting my mouthpiece on my trumpet, i stand up and accidentally hit somebody. looking up, i see a boy with chin-length hair, the top half black and the bottom blonde. "oh, sorry! it's what i get for setting up my trumpet in the hallway." i bow in apology calmly, even though i was thinking fuckfuckfuckshitshitshitassbuckets im gonna get yeelllleedddd aaaattttt.

"oh... it's fine," my accidental victim says with a quiet, monotone voice. "i know you didn't do it on purpose." keeping myself from muttering, "the fuck?", i finally stand up straight. embarrassed, and well, still in slight shock he didn't yell at me, i pick up my music sheets. "i should get going. sorry again." i dip my head in a quick apology again, turning around and walking off. "okay.. bye.." he murmured, doing the same. what a strange guy.

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-timeskip to after band practice-

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i pack up my things in my bag, slinging my trumpet case around my left shoulder and my violin case on my right. weaving my way out of the school, i stop at the entrance of the school, under the red and black nekoma high-school sign. of course, waiting for me was ren. looking around for a minute before jogging over to me. he was probably like... ten... eleven? inches taller than me and could probably chuck me across a mountain. most underclassmen were afraid of him. hell, most people were scared of him. it was probably his ability to snap anyone in half, or that his resting i-want-to-kill-you-all face. nonetheless, he was a really nice dude.

"hey, y/n! how was practice?" he grinned, looking down at me. i grumbled. "shit. well, the practice part was fine, but i hit some guy with my trumpet. he had some cool hair, i guess.. he didn't yell at me, he was really calm.. and that freaked me the fuck out! he was so like.. chill about me beating the shit outta him." ren stuffed his hands in his jacket, pretending to think thoughtfully. "so you quote on quote 'beat the shit out of him'... right? and he didn't care?" he blinked with a confused stare. "well, not beat him, but like. smacked him a bit by accident." i attempted to shrug, but my violin case fell down about elbow-length. with a quiet groan, i threw it back onto my shoulder.

almost on cue, the guy i hit earlier walked out with a taller guy with some spiky-ass hair. i nudged ren's leg, almost-really like a kick, muttering, "that's him." "who?? the tall guy with the wacky haircut? or the short guy with also a wacky haircut?" ren gently pointed between the two. the taller one had black, spiky hair, and was comically louder than the guy i hit. looking closer, the shorter guy was almost sucked into his phone, seemingly playing a game, letting the taller one ramble on about whatever.

"the short one. you really think rooster-haircut would let me off the hook?" i snorted. "yeah, guess that makes sense. yknow, the short guy doesn't seem to be talking at all." ren pointed out. we seemed to have caught the taller guy's attention, because he was yelling and pointing at us. he dashed over, dragging the shorter boy with.

"you got a problem?" he seemed to only be talking to me. "no, just talking." i shrugged, looking up to the guy who looked like a tower in front of me. i looked to the guy who i hit, he seemed to be a quarter-behind rooster-boy, every now and then glancing up from his phone to look at me and ren.

"dude, leave her alone, she wasn't doing anything." ren put his arm in front of me, as if i'd get stabbed or something. rooster-head led his gaze from me to ren, with almost a defensive look.

"kuroo...just leave it be.." the guy i hit earlier murmured to this guy.. kuroo? i thought. "no, if they have a problem they can say it to our face!" this apparent 'kuroo' guy spat. the half-black-half-blonde-hair guy grabbed kuroo's forearm and pushed him away gently. he bowed softly. "..sorry.." and walked away, not waiting for the kuroo guy to follow. he did the 'i got my eyes on you' motion and stalked off. ren finally put his arm down from 'protecting' me.

"oh. wow. okay." i blinked. "how rude. anyways, i should get going."

"same..." ren sighed. "see you tomorrow." "yup.." we walked our separate ways. "if someone offers you candy don't take it!" i reminded him without turning around. "pffft, take your own advice!"

a/n

sorry i made kuroo look like a pp head, it'll all turn out in the end:))