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7/8 Years Ago:
I was just walking around the neighborhood with my hood on and playing my game with my headphones blasting music loud, but not loud enough for anybody else to hear unless they put their ear right next to my headphones. I suddenly bumped into a tall metal pole, causing me to drop my game, and got knocked onto the ground. "Owww," I grumble under my breath as I rub my head where I hit the pole, then my eyes widen, "Shit my phone!" I say in a normal voice.
I quickly look at my phone to check for any cracks or scrapes, except my phone landed on the grass a bit further away from me than anticipated. My eyes widen when I see two boys, one picking up my phone and walking over to me. Since my hood fell off when I hit the pole, I move my hair to cover the bruises the pole didn't give me. I take my headphones off as the boy walks over to me, offering me a hand.
"Are you okay?" He asks when I take his hand. I nod and fidget with my fingers until he hands me my phone. "You're lucky, not even a scratch on it." He says with a full-hearted laugh. "Thanks," I mumble and I look at the other boy who is playing a game like I was. "I'm Tetsuro, Kuroo! Are you new in this neighborhood?" Kuroo asks, tilting his head.
"She's been in this neighborhood as long as I have if not longer." The brown-haired boy playing the game mumbled. "Oh?" He says looking at the boy and then me. "Kozume, Kenma?" I ask quietly and the boy nods. "We've talked briefly in school before if I remember correctly." He mumbles, looking at me for a second. I nod with a fake smile, "Yep! (L/n), (F/n)!" I say making my voice a little closer to what people consider normal volume. Then my face turns blank with a hint of regret in it. 'I'm sorry for this.' I think as I prepare myself to say what I'm about to.
"Not nice to meet your acquaintances," I say flatly and turn my attention back to the game I just pulled up. Before I turn my full attention to my game I show an apology with my eyes, if they were observant enough they'd see it.
"I- Uh- Do you live in this neighborhood?" Kuroo asks, ignoring how I was just rude to him. I nod pointing to a house a few houses down behind me. "Yeah, that's the one over there," I mumble and then look up at him. "Are you not offended by-" "Cool our houses are a bit further that way," Kuroo says, interrupting me and pointing in the direction opposite of my house.
"Are you walking to school?" Kenma asks looking up from his game again and I nod turning my attention on the boy yet again. "I always walk to school since my mom's always going on business trips." I say and put my headphones back on. The two boys look at each other and catch up to me.
Kuroo taps my shoulder causing me to take off my hood and headphones and look at him. "What," I say flatly, a resting bitch face covering my previous 'happy' face. "I was wondering if you wanted to be friends?" He asks, causing me to stop walking. My eyes widen and my mouth hangs agape. "B-but I'm being so rude to you," I mumble, looking away in guilt. "Kenma-Kun mentioned that you're always alone, so-"
I cut him off. "I'm always alone because even if I'm an ambivert I don't trust people enough to befriend them." I say softly and apologize with a look again as I start walking, one headphone still off and my hood still down. I can feel Kuroo's smile from behind me as if he's figured me out within the ten minutes we've conversed.
"You didn't put both headphones back on?" Kenma questioned and my eyes flicker to him for a second before I return my focus to my game. "I might as well enjoy your company for the way to school since I can't really avoid you if we're going to the same place," I say shrugging, and Kuroo laughs.
"What grade are you in?" Kuroo asks. "Fifth," I mumble and look up seeing the school coming up. "Cool, I'm in fifth too!" He says and points to Kenma. "Kenma-Kun's in fourth though," Kuroo says with a pout causing me to laugh. 'Maybe these boys won't be too bad.' I think and look at them with a guarded yet curious expression. Kenma notices how guarded I'm being while Kuroo focuses on the curiosity in my expressions.
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