𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐨𝐩 / 𝘬. 𝘬𝘰𝘻𝘶𝘮𝘦

𝐂𝐡. 𝟐𝟎

Days passed, and you couldn't even remember what day it was. You hadn't bothered to do anything, you knew you shouldn't be so mad. But you were, and you felt like you had to have this grudge. Your days weren't filled in silence as you hoped, they were filled with distant pings and vibrates that you hoped would go away. Right on time your phone rang, you then looked over at it. The screen slightly cracked when you once threw it, you looked at the notification some from teachers and some from so-called friends.

You didn't feel like answering them, you sighed before turning off your phone. And turning over in your bed, this was what life was like before you met Kenma and you never found anything wrong with it. Sure, they were filled with loneliness, and the only company being the creeks your old house gave. But it was something you were fine with, but now. It felt different, it felt uneasy. When you were with Kenma your life did change, for the better. You felt happy, and felt more alive than how you used to. You never really had much to look up to until then, up until then you'd go home and find nobody there.

It sucked that you were back to how it used to be.

You closed your eyes, and hugged onto your pillow. It didn't have a distinctive smell, it smelt faded it smelt like that there was something there but gone completely now. You didn't know how to describe it. You weren't too good at describing something that wasn't there, "Maybe I should do something." You say to yourself, now opening your eyes. You moved around in your bed, hands scanning the covers to find your phone. Once you felt it, you grabbed it and turned it on trying to ignore all the missed notifications.

Scrolling through your phone, your eyes landed on your current home screen. It was a picture of you and Kenma, God how didn't you notice that before? You then change the picture to a default wallpaper, which was a white rose. It was pretty, but it was bland. You didn't care, as long as it wasn't that previous picture.

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"Well neither of them are answering their phone," Yamamoto said, the phone pressed against his ear. Which earned a sigh from the person he was talking to.

"That's not good," Kuroo huffed as he stared at his textbook. "Did they get into an argument or something?" Yamamoto asked, the sounds of distant cheering in the background.

"I would think so."

"Well, it's not like Kenma not to talk to you Kuroo.."

"I know that, and that's what I'm worried about."

Kuroo sighed again, "Well, knowing them they'll work it out?" He asked himself, to which Yamamoto agreed.

"I'm sure they will, I haven't seen Kenma so in love till now." Yamamoto joked.

Kuroo let out a laugh, the two said their goodbyes before hanging up. But, Kuroo still couldn't help but worry about his friend. It wasn't like him to ignore him, so of course, he grew a bit worried. But he knew he couldn't worry about that, now when he's currently going through his stuff. Besides, Kenma was strong and he would get over this...

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