Prologue

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This was dumb.

All results were going to be dumb. 

Kuroo wasn't searching for some dumb life hack post, nor was he looking for some desperate loner's post on Reddit. What Kuroo needed were answers. It had been years, and Kenma clearly wasn't going to love the third-year in the same way as he loved his childhood best friend. Why was it so fucking hard to just get over the setter?

It had been okay. The third-year kept telling himself that the reason Kenma didn't love him back was that Kenma merely wasn't into guys like that. As long as Kuroo kept telling himself that, he was okay with the second-year not feeling the same way about him. 

But then, Kenma met Karasuno's ray of sunshine. Kenma was absolutely mesmerized by Hinata Shoyo, it was painfully obvious. Kuroo came to realize that Kenma didn't love Kuroo back, not because he wasn't into guys, but because he wasn't into Kuroo specifically. That was a slap in the face. A slap in the face with a weighted bat. 

And now, one night before the training camp started; a training camp that Karasuno was invited to, Kuroo felt at loss. His feelings for the setter hadn't faded in the slightest. The third-year was trying to find a way to solve his problem in one night. He didn't want to endure the training camp by putting on a mask, pretending to be okay and supportive. He actually wanted to be the friend that Kenma deserved. Kuroo knew that Kenma deserved happiness and he hated himself for being jealous. 

But he wasn't going to find the solution in one night, Kuroo wasn't going to find any magical cure to his feelings for Kenma. Just searching for solutions online at 11 pm, the night before the training camp, made the teen feel severely stressed. It felt like the teen had an exam tomorrow and only just opened his book for the first time. This was stressful, this sucked. 

With a sigh, the third-year decided that this wasn't going to help him, none of his complaints were going to help him either. 

With a heavy heart, the third-year got into his bed and tried to fall asleep. This was going to be a wild training camp, whether he liked it or not. 



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