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The first thing you noticed about him was his long blond hair with dark brown regrowth. He was wearing a red jacket and long pants that had the words "Nekoma" on them; the school you both represented. His name was Kenma Kozume, and you had heard and seen a lot about him but never mustered up the courage to talk to him on your own. The only times you two had spoken was whenever you needed to communicate when you were playing volleyball. If you saw him in a hallway he was always talking to Kuroo or had his head down playing a game. He never looked at you- or really anyone else- when he didn't have to, and he was quite secluded despite being one of the best on your volleyball team. Watching him play was amazing, he could trick the opposing team and score points easily. Some people say he could win in a match all by himself, but you knew just as well as him that a team requires all people working together, and they cannot function without that.

It was just after a practice match, the sun had set and it was fairly dark. The boys were heading home and talking, you lagging behind a little bit, too focused on your daydreams to really notice anything. You stop without realising it, the rest of the group goes on except one person.
"(Y/N)? Are you coming?" Kenma's soft voice called out at you, snapping you awake and realising that everyone else is gone apart from you, Kenma and a few stray cats that seem to be watching you. A chill creeps up your spine and you hurried to catch up to him, muttering apologies.
"Don't apologise, we all get lost in our thoughts sometimes." He started walking, checking to see that you were still with him. The cats followed.

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