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Kenma sat on the steps outside the gym knees pulled to his chest, head resting on them. He couldn’t help but wonder why he was even there. He heard steps behind him.
“It’s just because they feel threatened, they know youre better then them.” kuroo said trying to cheer him up. Kenma had ran more laps than anyone, being pushed way to hard by the third years.
“Its fine, it doesn’t even matter” Kenma lied. He was tiring to not let it bother him but the whole thing had hurt his pride. He got up to leave.
“Kenma wait” Kuroo reached out but was stopped by Kenmas hand.
“No really, everything is fine, i’m okay.” He said hoping that repeating it would both get kuroo off his back and help himself believe it.
“I promise, next year will be better.” Kuroo said, trying to be reassuring.
Kenma nodded keeping his head lowered “ ya i guess” he said halfheartedly. “im fine, im just gonna go home.”
He set off walking away from a still worried Kuroo. He felt guilty for leaving his friend feeling so bad but he just had to get out of there. He walked cross the school grounds feeling the almost deserted courtyard to be stifling. He left the school turning on to the street.
He walked along the still moderately busy streets of the city. There was something itching at him, a weight in his stomach. He tried to ignore it, quickening his pace but it got worse. Suddenly the people around him felt like too much. Even the air felt like it was pressing against him. The horrible weight welled up in him threatening to explode. He had to get out of there off the street so he turned into the nearest shop.
Without much though Kenma found himself standing in front of the snack isles in one of the corner stores on his route home. He started to gab anything he could get his hands on without thinking about if he even liked it.
When his arms where full he placed them all on the check out counter, rocking on his feet waiting for the ring up. A quick swipe of his card and finally he was out the door with his bags full of treats. He fumbled with his keys, coming home to an empty house as usual as his mom was still at work. When he finally got in he practicality ran up to his room, dropped his bags on the floor and closed the door behind him.