“h-hey! yamaguchi, wait up!” called out y/n.
they were both going home, after a what seemed like a long day of school. he turns around, facing his only friend at the time and smiles at her. she finally caught up to him.
they were both first years in junior high, and had planned to go to the same high school when it got to their time.
y/n bends down, putting her hands on her knees, trying to calm her breathing from the slight running. “i’m late i know, i had to give sensei some papers.”
“no, its okay, really,” he says and giggles at the tired girl in front of him.
“oh okay, well, actually- i had to tell you something today. um i don’t know h-how to say this.”
“you can take your time, l/n,” he says and smiled at her.
she blushes but quickly regains composure and straightened herself up. “you really don’t have to accept it but i just held this since we entered junior high but- i um, r-really like you. a lot actually,” she says and looks off to the side.
yamaguchi stares at the girl in shock. he didn’t want to hurt her feelings by what she just told him, so he tried letting her off easily. “o-oh um y/n, i’m sorry, but-”
knowing what he was going to say, she interrupted him,“n-no it’s okay! my fault. i should be kept it to myself. well, i better be going before my parents get worried about me,” she smiles through her heartbroken look and runs off, leaving tadashi alone and confused.
he shakes his head but goes too. that was before a group of boys come by him. they look at him menacingly and threaten him before he runs off to get away.
the next day, he looks for her around the school grounds, going to her homeroom class and scanning the room until her got to her seat.
there she was, her head resting on the table, eyes drooping and her hands playing with her uniform. he smiles and sneaks inside to greet her goodmorning.
“hi y/n-chan,” he says and kneels down to get a closer look at her face.
she opens her eyes and shoots up, look straight at the front of the classroom. “GOMEN!”
“no y/n it’s just me!” says the boy from beside her, fully standing now.
“oh, yamaguchi, what are you doing?” she asks quietly.
“i just wanted to talk about yesterday-”
“i already said it was fine. i know what you feel about the situation. and besides, it’s obviously not going to matter in the future. we’re still pre-teens,” she looks at him through a sad face.
he nods and quickly whispers an apology before excusing himself and leaving her class. to be honest, he felt bad that he didn’t reciprocate the feelings back to her. but she said she was going to get over it. and he believed her.
throughout the entire day, she ignored the boy, not even looking his way or sitting with him during their lunch hours. his mood was gloomy, not being able to talk with his so called friend. was it because of her confession and the way he basically rejected her? possibly.
the next day and next week went the same way. he was sure she had probably gotten over him by the time, maybe even forgotten him and made new friends. and it hurt him, she had been on his mind ever since.
until one day when he walked into her class. she wasn’t in her seat any longer. and he decided to ask one of the boys sitting beside her seat.
“well wouldn’t you like to know freckles,” one of them said causing the whole swarm of boys to laugh at him.
from that day forward, the teasing continued. and he was getting tired of it. why did you have to leave at this moment, y/n? where was she even at? was she okay?! so he decided to pay her house a visit.
the next afternoon after successfully running away from a group of boys, he made his way to her house. smiling to himself because he was finally going to be able to possibly fix their problems and become the unbreakable bond once again.
getting there, his smile faltered, noticing there was no car there and the garage was closed. not even their front door had the normal lettering to indicate the family living in the residence. maybe they were getting a new one, their old one was pretty old too. he shook his head and headed his way to the door, knocking on it a couple times until a voice was heard from the neighboring house.
“hey kid!! what are you doing there?!” they questioned the confused boy.
“i-i’m sorry! i was just looking for a friend. she lives here,” he apologizes, bowing to the woman who was at her own front door.
“oh, well, i guess she didn’t tell you, young boy, the girl and her parents left just yesterday afternoon.”
“that must be a mistake mrs. she would’ve told me,” he whispered the last part to himself.
“i don’t know what to say, young one. but it’s most definitely her who left. was it a girl with (h/c) hair, about this tall?” she asked moving her hand to where she figured was y/n’s height.
so it was her, he thought.
“y-yes, thank you. sorry for interrupting your work,” he said and bowed to her once more. he stepped further from the house.
the lady smiled at him sadly and went back inside her home. his bottom lip quivered. eyebrows furrowing and eyes watering until he let out his first tear, which he quickly wiped away.
“why didn’t she tell me?” he whispered lowly.
the sky in front of him had turned bright orange with yellow, signaling sundown. he ran back home, not noticing the many tears falling down his cheeks.
y/n, on the other hand, was surprised as well when her family told her they were moving. but maybe this way she was going to save herself from embarrassment from then on, so she complied when her parents told her to pack her bags.
the girl had no idea about what was happening on the other end of her “friend”. not one single thing about how he was getting teased repeatedly by their classmates.
she slept peacefully that night. but she didn’t tell him about it. was it right to let him find out by himself? whatever. he didn’t matter.
her family was moving closer to tokyo because of her dads promotion. and this meant she was transferring schools too, obviously.
since it was thursday and the next day would be friday, she skipped school so that she could start on a monday. also because she didn’t have a uniform yet.
she still wondered how yamaguchi was doing. it pained her to know that she just left without telling him the news. but she was also just then told. she could just say that she didn’t know until then.
and then it was monday. first day of school, y/n smoothed out her skirt and her plain white shirt. deciding to switch and start all over again, she was going to be more friendly and talkative. she just hoped she at least made one friend that day.
she fast walked to the station and waited. was it this one or the next one? i’ll just ask someone.
when she got on the correct one, she looked around. she noticed a few kids here and there scattered on the train but still couldn’t help to be nervous.
the train stopped, and y/n got off. she didn’t feel like talking just yet so she just looked for directions on the small phone her parents bought her, only because this was near tokyo so they were being cautious with her.
taking a turn, she reached the familiar school ground she had seen in pictures. she smiled at herself and walked towards the building, noticing several other students were there too.
she kept her head down and didn’t pay much attention to anyone just yet.
lunch time came around and y/n still hadn’t made any friends. well, this should be the only time i have left. she looked around for empty seats but mostly everyone was sitting beside their friends and in a group or talking with someone while standing. she immediately lost hopes until noticing a dark headed person playing what seemed a video game in his hands. she grew curious, wanting to know who he (or she) possibly was and walked towards them. she set down her bag and decided not eating until after school, she wasn’t hungry anyways.
“excuse me, i couldn’t help but notice you sitting alone-” she started at the person, then noticing it was a boy.
“i’m waiting for my friend,” they interrupted with a soft voice and looked at her with their cat-like eyes.
“o-oh sorry. can i sit here though? i don’t have any friends, it’s actually my first day,” she said beaming at the boy and held her hand out.
the boy took it and shook her hand, quickly looking back down to his game and clicking the keys. “yea that’s fine. he should be here any min-” he said with the same feathery tone.
“KENMA!” so his name was kenma,“sorry i’m late again. you don’t care though, always on your game,” he said patting the boys head until kenma pushed his hand away. “and who might this be? i’m kuroo, a third year here. i haven’t seen you around, are you new?”
y/n inspected the boys look. dark bed head, a mischievous smirk, and definitely taller than her too. “yea actually. i’m a first year here, and i also just met,,,kenma? was it? i was looking for friends. i um actually haven’t made any at all,” she said and looked away blushing.
“WELL Y/N WE’LL BE HERE TO BE FRIENDS WITH YOU! although we’re all different years. kenma here is a second year!”
“shh, kuroo stop being so loud,” kenma talks again with his faint voice.
“oh yea right. he also doesn’t like the attention but don’t worry because i do!” said kuroo to y/n, making her laugh.
they were all set at the table, talking to each other, mostly y/n and kuroo, and kenma everyone once in a while agreeing with short hums.
when lunch was over they all went to their next classes. y/n all alone again. but she didn’t mind, she made older friends. forgetting about yamaguchi made her feel comfortable and less worried.
the end of the day came by soon. y/n left the room quickly and went down to the area where kuroo told her to meet them. and there they were.
kenma still on his game and kuroo peering over his shoulder, bored at the way kenma didn’t like to interact much at all. he looked up noticing the shorter girl running to the two of them and straightened his posture and elbowed kenmas hip so he would put the game away. and he surprisingly did. but why? he never did.
“you’re here y/l/n,” kuroo said and smiled at the younger girl.
light pink dusted her cheeks from the wind, well that’s what she thought,“yea i mean why wouldn’t i come here to you two? you’re basically the only friends i found today,” she said and rubbed her neck.
“well that’s okay. it just means you won’t leave us,” said kenma with a small smile.
“is that supposed to be good?” asked kuroo.
kenmas eyes widened,“well not in that way!” he says raising his voice slightly,“we- or i needed a new friend anyways. you’re going into high school next year so...”
“right,” he responded looking at kenma suspicious,“well! anyways let’s get going. do you have any work today, y/l/n? kenma and i were going to the park together. you should come with us!”
“park? well i don’t have any work but-”
“that’s good!” kuroo said starting to walk ahead.
“yea but i have to ask my parents first,” responded y/n with a obvious tone.
the day went by fast, y/n watching kenma and kuroo pass a volleyball back and forth to each other, kenma almost stumbling when he didn’t put the effort to return it to the receiving end.
i guess these are my new friends, she thought and laughed.
“well what’s funny, y/l/n?” asked kenma with red cheeks, thinking it was because he almost fell.
“n-nothing kenma-kun,” she said and blushed.
y/n noticed kenma was more introverted, only talking when his game had died and the little times he felt like speaking. on the other hand, kuroo was more louder and outgoing, also kind of cocky.
“see you tomorrow, y/n!” said kuroo when they dropped her off, kenma smiling and waving at her from behind kuroo. she smiled and waved back to the two boys, now two friends.
she took her shoes off at the front door, greeting her mom who was the only one at home. y/n went upstairs and set her sweater down on her bed. “well making friends was achieved today,” said her mom by the door.
“yes it was,” she replied and smiled at her mom.
“well we’re waiting for you. come down quickly,” her mom replied.