《Nurses Office (Kuroo x Reader)》13
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November 23, 2012
Friday 7:51 AM
Kuroo stepped into his classroom and his eyes immediately went to Kohaku's seat. It had been a couple days since that incident and Kuroo was still angry. Kohaku quickly pretended to be busy, digging through his bag for nothing. He could feel the intense stare from Kuroo and it filled him with fear.
Every footstep that got louder and louder, made his heart beat faster. Events from that day kept replaying in his head, over and over again.
Maybe he shouldn't have done that.
Hearing a chair being pulled out, Kohaku almost jumped. He didn't dare to turn to look in Kuroo's direction. So scared, he didn't even hear the door open.
"Is Kohaku here?"
Kohaku looked up and his stomach immediately dropped. It was the guidance counselor, his classmates all turned to look at him. The boy raised his hand, and the teacher nodded her head.
"Please come with me."
Slowly, Kohaku stood up from his seat and followed the guidance counselor out of the classroom. Thoughts began racing in his head.
Fuck.
She told on me.
Eventually, they made it to her office and Kohaku was told to sit down. She started off with some pleasantries, asking a few simple questions.
"So, Kohaku, I've received a report from a couple of students."
Those bastards.
"Seems like you attacked another student on Monday. Is this true?"
Kohaku knew there was no way out of this and slowly he nodded his head. The guidance counselor nodded her head and folded her arms.
"You know that there are serious punishments for this type of behavior, right?"
This isn't my fault.
"Good, then lets start with what you have to do in order to make up for this."
"Obviously, you will be suspended."
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Stop blaming me.
"And your parents will be contacted."
"I expect a letter reflecting upon your actions by the end of next week."
.....
"And you have to apologize to (L/N)."
It's her.
...
Its all her fault.
~~~
November 23, 2012
Friday 12:03 PM
(Y/N) fiddled with her fingers, nervously. With the help of Kenma and Kuroo, she was able to work up enough courage to report it to the guidance counselor.
What's going to happen to him?
(Y/N) felt a shiver go down her spine as she recalled the events from Monday. She rubbed her left wrist, the one that Kohaku had grabbed.
Why did I even go and met him?
"(Y/N)." Kai called out, standing by the door. (Y/N) glanced up and she grabbed her lunch from her bag and walked over to her friend. The two made their way to the cafeteria, Kai making conversation as per usual. Unfortunately, he wasn't informed of what had happened.
"So, how was your lunch with Kohaku the other day?" Kai asked, remembering that (Y/N) was excited about making a new friend. But, he watched as (Y/N)'s eyes darkened a bit.
"....(Y/N)?" Kai exclaimed, concerned she wasn't responding.
"O-Oh, uh, it was.....not great." (Y/N) mumbled.
"Oh, did something bad happen?" Kai asked, (Y/N) could only nod her head. Kai gave her a comforting pat, he knew from her expression that he probably shouldn't press on.
"(Y/N)-senpai!" Lev shouted, the excited first year running towards them. (Y/N) eyes softened at the sight of the tall volleyball player running like a child. He joined the two third years, lifting (Y/N)'s mood a bit. But her anxious mood came back when they left to get food.
Sitting alone at the table, (Y/N) forced down a couple bites of her food. She knew that she needed to eat, but she couldn't bring herself too.
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When are they gonna come back-
Suddenly, (Y/N) heard the noise of footsteps, and she looked up expectantly. But her eyes meet with Kohaku's and her heart dropped.
What's he doing here?
(Y/N) watched as he sat down in front of her, her breaths becoming shallow and shorter. Fear spread through her like a wildfire.
"This is all your fault." Kohaku scoffed.
My fault?
"If you just said yes, this wouldn't be happeni-." He spat.
.....
"Leave." (Y/N) cut him off, her fear turning into anger.
"W-What?" Kohaku questioned, surprised.
"I said leave." (Y/N) repeated, she could hear her heart pounding in her ears. Kohaku cleared his throat, and adjusted himself, surprised by her sudden bluntness.
".....are you hard of hearing?" (Y/N) muttered. Every part of her body wanted to run, and get away from him. But why should she run?
Leave, god damn it, leave.
"You-"
"I told you to leave me alone." (Y/N) repeated, this time catching the attention of a few bystanders. Feeling the judgemental stares from everyone, Kohaku stood up and walked away. (Y/N) let out a sigh of relief, and clutched her shaking hand tightly.
He's gone.
I'm okay.
"Glad to see you're getting more confident." Kai commented, having seen the whole thing. (Y/N) let out a shaky laugh and watched as he sat down along with Lev.
"You were really cool, (Y/N)-senpai." Lev exclaimed.
"Huh? What happened?" A voice came from behind. (Y/N) turned to look at Yaku, Kuroo and Kenma, who were holding their lunch trays.
"Yaku, you just missed it." Lev complained.
"I understand that much, idiot." Yaku muttered.
"Hey!"
~~~
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