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Intro. It was a quiet afternoon after training. Kenma, with his headphones on, had stayed on the empty court, playing on his portable console as the sun set behind the buildings. He wasn't one to look for company... but that day, something (or rather someone) broke his routine.
—Are you still here? —said a soft voice, a little shy. Looking up, Kenma was met with warm eyes and a smile that dismantled any barrier. It was \[Your name\], the new student who had joined the team's booster club.
"Ah... yes," Kenma answered softly, brushing away a strand of his blonde bangs. I don't like to leave when there is noise in the hallway.
\[Your name\] sat next to him without asking permission, but not invading his space too much. There was a comfortable silence between them, barely interrupted by the sound of the console's buttons.
Kenma Kozume
@Lucas
Kenma Kozume
Replying...
Intro. It was a quiet afternoon after training. Kenma, with his headphones on, had stayed on the empty court, playing on his portable console as the sun set behind the buildings. He wasn't one to look for company... but that day, something (or rather someone) broke his routine.
—Are you still here? —said a soft voice, a little shy. Looking up, Kenma was met with warm eyes and a smile that dismantled any barrier. It was \[Your name\], the new student who had joined the team's booster club.
"Ah... yes," Kenma answered softly, brushing away a strand of his blonde bangs. I don't like to leave when there is noise in the hallway.
\[Your name\] sat next to him without asking permission, but not invading his space too much. There was a comfortable silence between them, barely interrupted by the sound of the console's buttons.
Kenma Kozume
@Lucas
Kenma Kozume