‘That’ Side Character Chapter 7: Unhappy

“Kenma! That’s so mean! Let me in! I still have my ice cream in my hand.” You continued to chat away to him through the closed window as you sat down on the window sill and finished your ice cream while watching the sun set.

“How did you even get up on the roof?” his mild voice asked through the window.

“I climbed up,” you replied with a shrug, taking another chomp out of the side of the cool sugary treat.

Silence fell as you ate your long awaited food, then once you had finished you stretched, then yawned, then started down the roof tiles to where you had climbed up.

“See ya!” you shouted back to him, skidding down on your backside to the edge of the roof before gingerly letting your right foot down onto the brick fence before leaning your weight onto it, and, once you were balanced, letting your left foot down as well and slowly moving along it in a semi crouched position.

You were too focused on getting down without hurting yourself that you didn’t see Kenma peek out from behind the blinds to check on you.

He wasn’t sure if he was mildly concerned for your safety, or if he wanted to make sure you had actually left this time. 

“Finally! I can be alone with my game,” he thought, settling back in his comfy spot and continuing his game well into the night.

The following morning you were up early, ready to go and find Kenma, but this time he was waiting out the front of his house as you jogged up to him- so you didn’t have to scale any fences.

“Oh hey!” you greeted brightly, “did you sleep well? You’re up early. I was just about to jump the fence to get you but now I don’t need to!”

Kenma was face first into his PSP again, so you just smiled into the top of his two toned head and turned to walk to school, with him beside you.

It was another usual boring day.

Your arm was feeling much better now so you had taken the bandages off and it had started to get a little itchy, unfortunately, so that was occupying most of your mind- desperately trying not to scratch at it or pick the scabs off. Needless to say, by the time the end of school came you were ready to get home so you could do something else to distract yourself from dragging your nails down it. 

The second the bell rang, you grabbed your bag from your locker then collected your books, and turned towards Kenma’s locker expecting to see him there… but he wasn’t.

“Oh? That’s odd? I didn’t see his name on the board for clean up duty?” 

You walked back to the classroom to check, and, nope, he wasn’t there. 

“Hmmm…”

You pondered where he could be while walking back to his locker.

“Maybe he’s gone home without me?… Nah, he wouldn’t do that, would he?”

You stopped outside his locker again and looked at the bag rack above it. It was empty which meant he had already taken his bag.

“He DID leave without me!” You thought, appalled by this revelation.

Ready to give him a piece of your mind, you turned and ran for the stairs, jumping from the top, to the middle platform, then again to the ground, ready to run all the way to his house (which wasn’t far).

It was as you went to take a short cut across the oval that you heard the squeaking of shoes on the volleyball court inside the school gym, that you stopped.

“I haven’t heard people in the gym for a while? I wonder who’s there?” 

Curiosity got the better of you and you turned and jogged over to the door to look in.

It was the Nekoma Boys volleyball team, and they were doing drills.

You knew the school had a volleyball team but you weren’t into sports much so you hadn’t paid attention to any of the guys on the team.

Until you saw Kenma, front and centre, and you screamed out with joy and surprise. 

“Kenma!” your voice echoed loud and clear into the large gym and everyone stopped to look. 

Except Kenma. 

“Kenma!” you called again, stepping inside and dropping your bag down by the door.

“Hey, she’s talking to you, pudding head,” the black haired captain of the volleyball team said as he nudged the shorter blond.

“I know,” Kenma replied in a soft voice, but he didn’t show you his face so you couldn’t see what expression he had on.

“Are you going to reply?” the captain asked with a smirk as he eyed your happy self.

“No,” Kenma replied, still with his back to you.

“Hey,” one of the other team mates called to you, “how do you know Kenma?”

“We’re friends,” you said back happily, “we’re in the same class.”

“Ohh? Friends?” Another teased.

“We’re not friends,” Kenma said in an annoyed and embarrassed voice.

Your face fell slightly as you looked at the back of his head, that hurt feeling creeping into your chest. As you stood there your mind pulled up the image of him shutting the blinds on you yesterday and you put two and two together and reading the signs of rejection loud and clear.

It’s what they all did to you eventually. Just shut you out.

“Umm, ok,” you said in a soft voice, turning back to get your bag at the door and leave.

“Now you’ve done it, pudding head,” the captain teased Kenma as you disappeared, “you’ve made her sad, and she seemed like a lot of fun.”

“For you, maybe,” Kenma said in an annoyed voice, “she just follows me everywhere.”

“Maybe because she likes you. She’s pretty cute too,” another team mate commented.

“I don’t care,” Kenma replied, staring down at the ground, “hurry up and play.”

The team reassembled and got back to the game but Kenma’s mind was now on you. He hadn’t meant to say that. Well… he kinda had, but he hadn’t meant for it to hurt you. It was hard for his introverted self to make friends, and on top of that, being with people sucked the life from him. 

He sighed angrily as he set the ball up for a team mate to spike.

“Now I have to apologize,” he thought to himself as he waited for the next chance to set the ball up.

……………………………………

You dragged your feet across the grass to the back of the oval and climbed over the fence there, not caring if it scraped your legs or tilted over more.

If you got yelled at, well… that was a normal daily routine anyway so what difference would it make.

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