"Volleyball. Now. I'm waiting for you" and with that the door was slammed. Kenma who was lying on his bed while playing with his PSP just gave the closed door an annoyed look. Such a scenery was nothing new for him, his best friend Kuro drags him out for a volleyballgame every day, if Kenma wants so or not.
With a bored expression Kenma pushed his PSP into the pockets of his hoodie and walked down the stairs. Slowly he pulled on his shoes while Kuro gave him an impatient glanze. "Take your time" he said ironically while walking a few steps towards the street. "Get yo ass up Kenma, I wanna play" he then said again. "Hm" Kenma just nodded and went to his friend. Volleyball, volleyball, volleyball. Seems like theres nothing else in Kuros mind. Slowly but surely Kenma starts to get annoyed by his best friend. Why does he always wants to play with him, it's not like theres noone else who wants to play with him. Kuro is a talented player while Kenma is more like a normal player who doesn't even likes Volleyball.
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FanfictionVolleyball is love. Volleyball is life. That's all that Kuro cares for so it wouldn't bother him if Kenma quit's volleyball, right …? Right ?!
