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WARNINGS smut foul language mature themes
MAIN CHARACTERS
L/n Y/n (The Good)
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18 | Third-year
"So all I have to do is tutor you and you'll help me with Kenma?"
Kuroo Tetsurou (The Bad)
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19 | Third Year
"Chasing after a guy who doesn't even see you. Pathetic."
Kozume Kenma (The Naive)
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18 | Third Year
"Of course I like you Y/n. We're friends, aren't we?"
AUTHOR'S NOTE Hii. Welcome to yet another Kuroo book from me. I know most people usually skip this part but it's whatever.
The book idea is from my bae hah69j. I love you <3
Yes, I know Kenma's a second-year, but for the sake of this book, he's in the same class as Y/n and Kuroo.
This is a third-year to college au.
Characters will most likely be very OOC.
The pictures above have nothing to do with Y/n's looks, race, or body type. They're only there for imagery purposes.
Flashbacks are written in bold italics. Thoughts are written in italics.
Don't be afraid to point out any grammar errors you may find in my writing.
Thanks for checking this out <3
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The little ten-year old girl dug through her backpack, looking for a pencil. Class would be starting in another minute. Her teacher already looked to be in a bad mood, so she didn't want to add fire to the fuel by telling her she didn't have anything to write with.
The young girl didn't have any friends in her class, she was a pretty shy kid after all. It would be weird to go asking around.
"Everyone take out your notebooks and pencils. We're about to begin the quiz", says the teacher.
The boy seated at the desk next to the girl looks over to her and notices her disgruntled expression. He taps on her shoulder and she faces him.
"I have an extra you can use", says the kid with short, black-hair. He reaches into his pencil-case and pulls out a pencil to hand to the girl.
The point was dull and almost looked like it was going to break off, but the little girl appreciated the effort and flashed a toothy smile at the pudding-haired boy.
"Thank you", she said enthusiastically, making sure not to be too loud to gain her teacher's attention.
It wasn't much, just a small act of kindness, maybe just basic human decency, but that single gesture made the young girl's heart flutter.
"Oh. By the way, what's your name?", she asks him.
He looked at her for a brief moment before he spoke again. "Kozume... Kenma."
