The pudding haired boy sat there at the dinner table by himself. He was the only one seated there and five seats which were empty. Kenma was munching on his dinner that his mother left for him so she could do her evening activities. Kenma sighed softly as he ate some of the food on his plate. He then pierced a potato with his fork and brought up to his mouth, ready to eat it... Then everything stopped..... Kenma looked around at the empty seats and then dropped his fork onto the floor and looked back up. He then sat back and looked down at his lap sighing softly. Everything cracked... He then began to cry and tears fell onto his lap as he sat there, his eyes glittering as he cried. He was alone, by himself at the table... " How have you been, Kuroo? " " I have to say I've been good... " " I was hanging out with the team today... " Kenma said to himself as he cried, shaking rapidly as he sat there.... Every fear of his came true... ...Loneliness....All Rights Reserved