I was playing on my Nintendo at lunchbut then a voice that was oddly near my lunch table caught my attention.

"I mean, you're pretty cute." The popular kid, (Y/n), said. He was sitting at the lunch table next to mine. He recently came out as bisexual, so a bunch of people thought they have a chance with him now. He's the flirty pretty boy type, and like, the whole school gawked over him. A literal flock of human fan-people followed him around to ask him out which I found humiliating, and gave me severe second hand embarrassment. I have the same schedule as him, which meant every single time someone asked him out, I will hear him reject the person. And like, person, just give up already, he clearly likes someone else. I don't understand one thing, though... why the hell do I like him too? Like, my dude here can date anyone he wanted, and I know that, but yet I fell for him anyways. I frustratedly sighed as I continued to watch (Y/n) and some other girl talked to each other. I bet she'll confess.

"(Y/n)-kun, I like you... please go out with me!" Am I wrong? Now I bet he'll reject her.

"I'm sorry, I like someone else." AM I WRONG???? I'm freaking psychic.

"Oh, OK... we can still be friends, right?" She asked.

"Of course!"

The girl excused herself to go somewhere else. I watched as the girl walked away.

"Hey, Kenma." (Y/n) greeted. "How are you?"

"I'm fine, thank you." I told him. "And you?"

"I'm doing rather fancy today, thank you." He said. "Uh, so what class do we have next?"

"Uh, I think Modern Japanese." I told him.

"Whew, thanks. You're a lifesaver!" He exclaimed.

"Uh, no problem." I said as I felt my face heat up.

"Welp, see you later, 'Puddin. Gotta blast!" He said as he ran off to his friends of baseball players. He's in the photography club. I blushed madder than before. At this point, my face could probably become a reference colour for our school uniforms.

"Hey Kenma! Sorry, I got held back by my stupid world geo teacher." Kuroo grumbled. "Kenma? Your face inevitably red. Are you OK?" Kuroo asked.

"I-I'm fine." I answered him as I looked back at my Nintendo.

"DUDE?!" A baseball player's voice echoed through the canteen. I looked up from my Nintendo, to see (Y/n) being shaken by his friends... quite literally. This one guy grabbed him by the shoulder and was shaking him back and forth.

"Oh, I see." Kuroo laughed. "You like (L/n)-kun."

I sighed. "Yeah, sure."

"You should shoot your shot with him, Kenma. I heard he's bisexual." Kuroo said as he sat down with his food.

"Sure, it's not like he has 50,000.05 fangirls and fanboys together. And it's totally like he likes me back, and he doesn't already have a crush." I rolled my eyes.

"Oh, come on, Kenma, he's still single. You can still shoot your shot." Kuroo said as he ate his food.

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I guess Kuroo always wins after all... since he managed to drag me to confess my feelings to (Y/n) anyway. Instead of us practicing, we're going to photoshoots with the photography club. Apparently, his excuse is for 'promotional photoshoots' and 'educational reasons'? Hey, don't ask me, I don't know either.

"Hey!" Kuroo yelled as he entered the photography club room.

"Kuroo, man!" the club leader exclaimed.

Oh god...

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"Hey Kenma." (Y/n) greeted.

"Hey, (Y/n). What's up?"

"I'm the one taking photos for you. Do you have your jersey?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah."

"Mhm! Alright!"

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"These photos look pretty good, (Y/n)." I complimented.

"Why thank you! You look pretty good too, Pudding." He said as he patted my head.

I blushed. "(Y-(Y/n)..."

"I really like you." He said.

"I like you too."

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