─── ( memory seven )
07; angel.

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EVEN BEFORE KENMA MET Y/N L/N, HE THOUGHT SHE'D BEEN SOME KIND OF ANGEL. as he walked through the halls of his school, the morning sunlight bled through the reflective glass and sunlight poured like honey into the building on that empty morning. he succeeded in skipping morning practice, escaping kuroo after the man dragged him ouy of his own room and forced him into the locker room; he snuck out the back door. with it being so early, he didn't exactly to bump into anyone while he kept his eyes on his device and walked.

but alas, a quiet gasp came from the figure who was forced back by him. curiosity, admittedly, got the best of him and he tore his eyes away from his device. at first he was confused— the girl's appearance was blocked due to standing directly in the early morning sun's beam and the glint off the window created that of a reflective rainbow. she stood in complete light and glowed fantastically, kenma squinted.

an angel?

"i'm sorry!!" he was pulled from his thoughts at the frantic voice filled with fear and the girl quickly pocketed whatever device she held, cradling her school stuff in one arm. "i wasn't paying attention and i didn't see... are you okay? oh my gosh, are you in shock? did i hit you?" she stepped out of the light and kenma could breathe again upon seeing she was human. maybe.

"oh..." he said. "it's fine."

a brilliant smile formed on the girl's lips, "that's good! are you here for extra help, too?"

kenma shook his head, his focus going back to his game on his phone, "no. im skipping volleyball practice."

"oh right, you're on the team, i forgot! uhm, kozume kenma, is it?" she saw the boy nod and smiled happily, "nice to meet you, kenma-kun! i'm l/n y/n! well, i guess i should get—"

"hey, kenma— is that you?" a voice called from behind y/n. she curiously turned around as kenma sighed. wasn't he the captain of the volleyball team? and he was also in a few of her classes. "stop running off— practice starts in three minutes!"

"time to go back," kenma muttered sulkingly.

"do you want to go back right now?" y/n asked with a weird expression. "why don't you just book it and hope for the best?"

"book it? and hope for the best?"

y/n didn't say anything. she only smiled and took kenma's hand, pulling him away from his captain and running down the halls. he gripped onto his phone for dear life as y/n dragged him in a rush, a laugh falling from her lips, "come on!"

"l/n, i don't think this is gonna—"

"i was skipping too, by the way!" y/n laughed, taking a turn and rushing into one of the empty classrooms. kenma was forced in with her as she shut the door, watching the outside as kenma watched her. she was panting and her cheeks were heated from the running. he stood at her side and kept his eyes on her curiously.

"what are we doing?" he asked.

she smiled, "we're skipping, silly. isn't it obvious? you don't wanna go to practice and i dont wanna go to math. it's— ah! get down!" she pulled kenma to the floor of the classroom with her and laughed, "ahh, that was close, huh."

kenma shut off his phone and put it into his pocket, crossing his legs to get comfortable. y/n stood on her knees to look through the window of the door and smiled, "looks like we're in the clear, kenma-kun!"

the setter blinked. he kind of wanted to stay longer. he looked at y/n and realized she didn't just look like an angel in the glow of the sun beams. she looked like one in the dim of the classrooms and as they were running in the halls. he looked down into his lap, "let's stay here for a while."

y/n dropped back down onto her butt with huffed happily. she flashed a brilliant smile and gave him a nod, "okay."

he would return the favour. he sat with his legs crossed, amber eyes unfocused as the memories of her holding his hand as they sped down the halls to escape kuroo played in his mind over and over again.

the only thing that pulled him from the images in his mind was when his phone rang in his pants. it startled him, but upon realizing the source of the sudden noise, he sighed, not wanting to even see who was bothering him.

but with kuroo's jab at his shoulder, he dug out his phone, taking a minute to frown at his mom's contact name. he held the device up to his ear and immediately heard the quiet sniffles of cries, and he frowned ever so slightly, "hello?"

"kenma," his mother cried on the other end.

"THEY FOUND HER."

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