the best of unexpected ~ a kozume kenma fanfic

to meet and to fall

a/n: the standard writing is kiyo narrating, and the italics are kenma's. this is my first post i've ever shared to the public, so be nice! i hope u all enjoy and love this as much as i loved writing it :)

i didn't stand out.

not in the slightest. i was quiet, and i kept to myself. i had few friends, and i didn't really care for others. didn't go out of my way to bother people, or to make friends. i looked on people from afar, judging them slightly and assessing them. making up stories in my head about them, and eventually losing interest.

but kozume. 

i noticed kozume.

i would notice him as just the quiet kid in the corner, with his head down during class. i noticed him as someone who was always on his phone or PSP during breaks and lunch, with a loud third year bothering him everywhere he went. i knew he was the famous setter on Nekoma's volleyball team. he, for some unknown reason, intrigued me. 

but like i did to everyone, i watched from afar. i noticed. i thought. but i never said anything, never initiated anything.

i saw her, and noticed her. i knew her as the girl that was usually alone and didn't talk to anyone, occasionally carrying a violin case and dropping her stuff. she was strange. she seemed like she was quiet, not because she chose to be, but because she couldn't be anything other than that.

i was attracted to him because he was quiet. i was drawn to the way he never smiled, never showed any ounce of emotion at all. i was curious what went on in his mind, wanted to hear more of his voice, because the little responses he gave the tall third year sounded so pretty to my ears.

i noticed her because of how she stood out, but not in the way other people would think. the way she was almost always alone, and yet smiled to herself when she had her earbuds in, humming along and swinging her feet. how she seemed content with everything, not minding the comments and rumors he'd heard around the class about her. how she was attentive and witty in class, smart and kind and down to earth.

i wondered what went on in her mind. i was intrigued with her contradicting qualities, how she seemed slightly like an airhead on the surface, but still showed signs of immense intelligence. i was confused, and stumped, and wanted to know more.

i wanted to be able to read her like a puzzle. wanted to understand her. was it to prove to myself that i could? yeah. probably.

before getting the guts to talk to him i'd just admire him everywhere. not like i'd go out of my way to see him, but just glance at him every now and then in class or in the halls. 

i found myself noticing her everywhere, her dark hair floating around her in the air and her bright eyes catching my eye all the time, but then turning away without a second thought. she was really pretty, her petite facial features made her seem a little of a baby, which she seemed like on the surface. but her sharp eyes matched the mature and intelligent personality i could guess she hid underneath.

one day i grew tired of the game we were playing, catching each other's eyes and turning away. so i made the first move, and messaged him on instagram. something i never did.

ki.zuwa.: hello  kozume-kun! i saw u posted about animal crossing on your story.

ki.zuwa.: it looks really cool! i love how u designed everything :D

i thought my phone was broken when i suddenly got a message from her. animal crossing? does she play too? why was she talking to me? this was the airheaded vibe i'd gotten from her. what was she doing?