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We’re not friends, we’re not enemies. We’re strangers with some memories.
Frank Ocean (via l-ucia)
❛…I….trim it? ❜
Confused as a duck finding itself unable to swim, she rapidly blinks a few time at the boy. First, this was a weird way to start a conversation. Second, he better not be complaining because she happened to not manicure it like a lot of other females. Cleaning ugly blood stains from her hand was already hard enough of a task.
Immediately he puts one hand to his chin, and then actually looks at the girl while holding onto her hand with the other, fingers careful. "We have time before the next stop. Can you sit and give me a few minutes or so?"
Perhaps he was being pushy, giving her hand a slight squeeze before digging into his satchel to get his extra pencil bag filled with a file and other nail maintaining equipment. Kunimi sighed as he looked to her, finally explaining. "Kunimi. I'm Kunimi. I have to take care of mine for a sport, and I know most people don't do much more than trim… but it'd be a shame. You have beautiful hands."
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He knew better, given that even if Oikawa was captain he didn't determine the starting order. But that hadn't stopped Kindaichi from following along when Oikawa had asked quite the number of his kouhai to refer to him as 'The Great Oikawa-san' while he practiced his serves.
For the most part going through his self-practice quite lazily, Kunimi eventually took enough steps back that he'd made it to Iwaizumi. He tapped his senpai on the shoulder, before he coughed. "Iwaizumi-san. Can you please tell Kindaichi that he'll still be able to play even if he doesn't call Oikawa-san Oikawa the Great? Or whatever else he's come up with."
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More than anything Kunimi wants to go home. They've already travelled to and from a practice game and had a meeting after as well, although he doesn't quite see the point. Their coach didn't give input, didn't listen when he got any. The fact that the team was already falling apart even as their third year as junior high schoolers started was evident. Most of the other players gone, and Kindaichi at the club room as well, Kunimi stood quietly in the gymnasium and spoke when he felt it was appropriate.
"Kageyama… It's late. I already got the keys from the coach to lock up, but we need to leave." Soon, preferably.
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It’s ridiculous. It’s absolutely ridiculous and he knows that, he knows what’s happening and exactly why the other boy has the salted caramels in his hand. Kunimi doesn’t even bother looking at his senpai’s face, one of his trademark looks would be there without a doubt.
His voice is perhaps a bit too desperate as he asks, “…Oikawa-san. What do I have to do to have those?”
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He's fallen asleep on Kindaichi, hands gripping onto the other boy's shirt. It's still a few minutes until they have to leave back to the school after the practice game and Kunimi wasn't going to apologize for taking advantage of that time. Still asleep (?), he murmurs, "Move and I kill you."
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Holding a finger up, he crouches behind the bleachers and looks to the person in front of him, eyes serious. Perhaps not pleading, but—"I'm hiding from Oikawa-san," he whispers quietly, hoping that they understand.
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He's been stunned into silence. Normally he wouldn't even care, or bother, but the sight in front of him has past that point and is now bothering him immensely. "Do you… take care of your nails?"
just how thick is your skin? just how sharp are your teeth? oh, you've got a lot to learn.
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It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.
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