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01:04am
You were laying in your bed trying to fall asleep. You’ve struggled to get sleep a lot lately. A sigh leaves your lips as you reach for your phone, which rests on your nightstand.
When your fingers found the cold screen of your device, you try to pick it up but accidentally push it of, what causes it to fall on the floor. “Gooddamn it!”, you whisper-yell.
After 2 minutes of ‘where the fuck is the light switch’ the light brightens up the room. You hurry to look for your phone and start panicking because you couldn’t find it. Eventually it took you 3 minutes of cursing, 1 of almost crying (that always happens to me when I’m having a bad day and something just won’t work out for me :’)) and 20 seconds of actually searching for it you finally sit on your bed with your phone in your hands.
You cover yourself under your blankets and nuzzle into the pillows before unlocking your phone and opening instagram.
You click on your side. 1 post. It’s a picture of your cats cuddling with the caption ‘💞’ you’ve added.
You wish you had someone, a friend, like your cats have each other. You’ve always been a loner, but it hasn’t been bothering you until last week.
“Mother! Father! Meet my girlfriend Sara!!”, was what your twin brother screamed across the dining room. Of course you already knew about her but you hadn’t seen her before. ‘Wow.’, was your exact thought when you saw the most beautiful girl on earth. How could someone be this pretty?
That’s when she started blabbering: “SHHH! Don’t be so loud baby! I know I’m amazing but no need to shout like an idiot!!” Only by remembering her high voice saying these words you cringe again.
Since you saw with your own eyes that even your weird brother got himself a GIRLFRIEND you felt so lonely. You decided, it’s finally time to make at least one friend.
During the whole week you tried to figure out how to accomplish your mission, but soon enough realized the key is to overcome your social anxiety.
01:27am
You’ve spend a few minutes scrolling through your feed when your attention lingered on a post by a guy you know as a member of the volleyball club of your school, Karasuno. His name was Sugawara Koushi, eventually you won’t deny that he’s really handsome and you may or may not visit his page every few days to see if he posted something new.
The picture you’re staring at is a selfie of him, a ginger guy (Hinata Shoyou) you know as Sugawaras teammate, a guy with bed hair (OBVIOUSLY Kuroo Tetsuro) and in the background a guy with longer blonde hair, reminding you of pudding (Kozume Kenma).
The boy in the back catches your attention. Not because you find him weird for looking at this switch with a slight smile even though he’s probably well aware of the picture beeing taken, no, because he reminds you of yourself.
He isn’t trying to be the center of attention, but neither trying to run away. He looks relaxed and you assume he doesn’t care about the photo, because he is just so comfortable being around his friends.
You may wonder, how does he remind you of yourself if you don’t have any friends? You’re the same around your family as he’s around his friends.
Slowly you let your eyes wander to the caption right under the selfie. ‘Training camp with Nekoma! 🐈’
All three (Kuroo, Hinata, Kenma) are tagged.
2:14am
Still no chance to fall asleep? You’re now getting really annoyed. Without a second thought you take your phone in your hand and open Kozume Kenmas instagram page. You had been stalking his gameplays the last few minutes and you thought he was amazingly good at what he does.
You used to game a lot too but now, at second year of high-school, you quit. Why? You parents saw you getting addicted and didn’t want you to struggle with another addiction. That’s why they asked you the favor to quit or at least take a break from gaming and concentrate more at school.
You pull yourself together and finally decide to message him. You knew he probably won’t see your text until the morning but that would give you some time to delete it if you’d change your mind again.
*Kozume Kenma*
L/N Y/N:
-Hello. I saw your gameplays. You’re really good at this. I know this is sooo out of the blue but oh well.