（𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈.）𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑

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"BAKUGOU-SAN, WAS IT?"

"U-Um... Just F/n."

She did not at all know how in the world she got caught in this sort of situation. Or maybe she does know after all.

F/n was going to the restroom in the middle of the night, passing by a couple of rooms where the volleyball team members slept in. She yawned, closed her eyes for a moment and blinked them open to adjusting to the dim light.

She was going to the restroom or trying to go until she got lost. She looked around before deciding to go back from where she came from.

At this point, F/n really needed to go to the restroom and decided that she should knock on one of the doors, hoping that she could find her way there.

And unfortunately, or fortunately, it was Nekoma's room that she knocked. Yaku opened the door with a slightly shocked and confused look on his face.

And that was how she got here, questioned by the short blonde-haired boy who was standing by the door.

"Sorry if I sound rude but what are you doing here in the middle of the night?" he asked.

"W-Well..." she stuttered, trying to figure out the least awkward way to ask the question, "I was just-"

"Yaku?" a deep voice called out from the dark room, "What are you- Oh, F/n?"

"Kuroo?" she said, uncertain.

"Yeah, that's right," he faintly smiled as he revealed himself, "What are you doing here so late at night?"

"I... was trying to find the restroom and- and I got lost..." she mumbled shyly.

"I think I can show you," Yaku volunteered, "It's just- Kenma! Can you stop playing your PSP and go to sleep?"

The shooting sounds from Kenma's PSP were very clear to be heard. The light shone brightly in the dark room and onto his pale face.

To say that F/n was intrigued by the team's attitude could be understood. It seems like the teams from each and every one of these schools have their own one person that would always do exactly the same as another person in another team would.

"I can't sleep," he stated, eyes still locked onto his game.

Kuroo sighed. "You know you have to sleep or you'll get grumpy in the morning," he said in a half-joking and half-serious tone.

"If you can't sleep, why don't you show F/n the restroom," Yaku sarcastically suggested.

"Okay," Kenma said, standing up and approaching the door, not once glancing at anyone or anything else but his game.

"I was-"

Slam!

The door harshly shut, leaving the other two stunned in silence. Kenma's PSP let out a sound, indicating him losing, which snapped him back to his trance.

He grumbled, silently cursing at his two friends. "Let's go," he said.

F/n quickly followed the boy in silence, glancing at his game every now and then. Kenma had been watching her from the corner of his eye, catching the interest sparking in her eyes.

"Do you want to play?" he hesitantly asked. F/n looked at him before nodding her head twice. 'Had he seen me watching him play? That's so embarrassing!!' she screamed in her mind.

Kenma guided her with his PSP, explaining to her the goal to defeat the monster. F/n was visibly tense for a second before realizing that it was just a game and that it wasn't real.

They played along their way to the restroom and when they reached there, they bid themselves goodbye.

F/n with her hand gratefully waving at him whilst thanking him and Kenma with his shy smile and small wave that reached his hand.

𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁𐄙𐄁

The following morning was different. F/n was sitting next to Kenma, looking at his PSP, watching him play whilst talking to him about it.

The stares from the people at the other tables dug a hole into the pair's heads. Although it was pretty much ignored by Kenma and unnoticed by F/n.

The three other boys sitting at the same table they sat by kept on sharing glances, confused as to how the two introverts got along so well.

But that was probably both were quiet, wasn't it?

Kenma himself never really communicated with others, Hinata and his other friends were acceptable for his range of communication. But in just a day- no- night, Kenma seemed to have found another person to talk to.

Kuroo supposed himself that he should be proud of his dear friend but he couldn't help but feel a tinge of jealousy. I mean, it took him quite a while to be able to get him to talk to him without shying out.

Or was that actually what he felt jealous about?

"So, F/n," Kuroo started, "How old are you?"

F/n raised a brow at the odd question but she expected him to want to get to know her. "Sixteen."

"I'm eighteen!" Bokuto interfered.

"I'm seventeen," Akaashi stated.

"I'm also eighteen and Kenma is seventeen," Kuroo said.

"When's your birthday?" Bokuto asked, leaning forward on the table excitedly, "Mine's on 20th September 1994."

F/n stared at him with wide eyes as he said that, mind no anymore focusing on the game.

"19... 1994?!" she exclaimed in disbelief.

"What?"

"I... My birthday is on 20th April 2134..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"WHAT?!"

They all shouted at the poor girl, whose ears would probably bleed in a minute. Even Kenma, who had been focusing on beating the level, stopped to stare at her. Even Yaku, who was scolding Lev, was staring at her in shock.

"You know, I think I'm supposed to be the one with that reaction," she sarcastically stated.

'That would only mean one thing,' she concluded, 'I'm not in my... world. But if that's the case, where am I?'

'I got here because of that hole. Who's quirk was that that made me be in this... world? Is there even another world with human beings other than Earth? What is this place? Are they even humans?!'

The more she thought about it, the more frantic she became. 'Is that why they were so shocked when they saw I have a quirk? What even are they?'

Though her mind was filled with unanswered queries, she needed to go on with her life. Survive, at least, in the world.

[ e d i t e d ]

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