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The Hardest Thing

Edited; nope Proof Read; yup Words; 1965 Genre; angst >:3 (y'all have been requesting too much fluff (not that I mind lol)) Type; xreader Gender specifics; female (although it's not mentioned but once or twice) Warnings; angst:) Notes; this was not requested! I thought about a universe where Isabela decided to continue being engaged to Mariano and she was really really unhappy and unfulfilled (because she's a lesbian) so she ends up having an affair with the reader:) I envisioned the reader and Isa being anywhere from 20-21 I hope you guys enjoy:))) ———————————————————————— I walked up to the casita.. looking at the box of chocolates in my right hand and the pot of succulents and a cactus in my left. I wore my dirty gardening apron, gloves hanging out of my pocket and hair tied up in a ponytail. My glasses slowly starting to slip off my face from the long walk to Isabelas house.

The vague thought of putting in my contacts before hand entered my mind before my eyes trailed back to the plants. I could feel my face pale as it hit me what Isas gift is. She could have made herself this is less than a second while this took me many months to grow.. although I did feel a bit better about it knowing these types of cactus' can't grow here.. it still made me feel a little shitty that this was the gift I was giving her.

She always told me she adored the plants I made for her, always said they held a special place in her heart just like myself...

Once more I dawned on what I came here to do, as I had done millions of times this past week, taking in a deep breath I rang the doorbell. Delores, my best friend, answered the door. She gave me a gentle smile and a pat on the back for reassurance. "Mariano is with his mother.. Isabela is in her room. Good luck." I wanted a hug oh-so badly, but with all the stuff in my hands I could only manage a smile and thankful eyes to the one person who's always been by my side through this whole ordeal.

I made my way to Isabelas room, she already knew I was coming so I opened the door, calling out for the beautiful female. "Isa!" I felt a pair of soft hands reach under my glasses and cover my eyes as the place went pitch black. I could smell an all too familiar scent of perfume and lotion. "Hmm, Isa isn't here right now~" I heard the teasing, light voice behind me.

Butterflies erupted in my stomach at her tone and the way her breath fanned against my skin. "Oh that sucks. I brought her some gifts too." The female giggled behind me before she grabbed my shoulders and gently spun me around to face her.

"I haven't seen you in forever, it's been so long mi flor." She glanced down at my hands and her eyes widened at the stuff I held. "My favorite chocolates! And is that a Pima Pineapple cactus!" She gently took the cactus out of my grasp first. "Yeah! I know how much you love them.. but the soil here in Encanto can't house them sooo..." I was nervous, just like the first time I went to give her a gift on our first date.

The first and the last.... It was hard to believe I still felt the same since all those years ago. And it was even harder to believe how I was gonna fuck this all up.

"How about we go sit down? I actually need to talk to you about something.." I trailed off, shifting in my place and messing around with my promise ring on my finger, a nervous habit of mine.

She noticed immediately and took the chocolates out of my hands, setting both gifts on her vanity before taking me over to her bed. We both sat down, her taking my hand. "You can tell me anything amor." She reassured, eyebrows knitted in worry.

I couldn't help but sigh. "Isabela.. we can't keep doing this." I finally let out. "¿Qué quieres decir?" Her face held no emotion and she immediately removed her hand from mind. She knew exactly what I meant. She just didn't want to believe it. "Isa.. we were fine when it was just us, we've been dating since we were 17 for crying out loud! We were fine... then you told me Alma wanted you to marry Mariano. You told me you were just entertaining them with the idea. You wouldn't accept anything. But.. Isa I was there when he proposed to you, after we had been dating for a year. Only to find out you guys had been dating for two months!"

She tried to interject but I still wasn't done. "You told me not to worry, you told me you'd call off the engagement. You apologized. You said you just needed time. Time to come out, I understand that Isa but... it's been two years. You can't keep leading us on like this Isa. You can't keep entertaining me with the idea of being a couple when I'm just a fling, and you can't keep entertaining Mariano with the idea of marriage and kids if you aren't going to actually do it. And I can't live this double life anymore. I can't keep pretending to be your friend when I know we have been more than that for years now. When we've done things friends don't do."

She was at a lost for words.. at this point I was crying.. i didn't mean to vent like that or cut her off.. but I had been holding this all in for years.

"I really really love you Isa, I have since we first met, I remember noticing I liked you when I was 15. Isa you were my first everything. I don't want.." I couldn't even finish my sentence. Not wanting to even think that we would be less than what we already were.

There was a long pause of silence, just us staring at each other, our minds running 100 miles an hour. I desperately tried to search her eyes for any sign that would tell me she would chose me over him.

"Say something, anything... please."

I knew when she looked away and bit her lip what was going to happen. And I didn't want to believe it. I wanted to run away, out of her room, out of her house. I didn't want to hear her say it. I didn't want to hear the confirmation of what I came to do when I walked here. In the back of my mind I knew it would end this way, but my god it hurt on too many different levels now that it's actually happening.

"I-I have to make my family proud (Y/n).. I can't disappoint them." It was the first time in years she's called me by my name. It was always pet names. She never, ever, said my real name.

"So that's it? Did four years mean nothing to you? Everything we've been through. Everything we've done, it was all meaningless?" My tone held desperation, I wanted her to deny it. But she didn't. She could only look back at me with tears in her eyes, her lip quivering.

"I think it would be best if I left." I stated, tears numbly falling from my eyes. She didn't say anything, only watching as I left. Millions of thoughts flooded my mind. But the most prominent ones only reminded me that this, was in fact the end.

I left casita in a hurry, not wanted anyone to see me like this. As I walked the weather started to get more and more dreary, causing everyone in Encanto to go inside.. I myself became more and more emotional, I ended up finding a brick wall and just screaming as I punched it. There wasn't anything but anguish in my mind, I practically lost the love of my life... and I had no one to blame but myself.

I don't think I could have been happier at the fact that no one was outside right now, no one could have seen me act out in a fit of rage at myself.

One moment I was taking my anger out at the poor brick wall; and the next Delores was there, cradling me while it rained and I cried.

We both got completely drenched, sitting on the ground as I poured my heart out to my dearest amiga. She did nothing but hold me close and provide me company until the tears which streamed down my face ceased and became nothing but small sniffles.

She wordlessly lead me to my own house. Sitting me down at the table before going under my sink and bringing out a first aid kit. She slowly took off my promise ring, I could feel apart of me breaking as I haven't taken that damn ring off since it was given to me.

Delores wordlessly patched me up, taking precaution in not hurting me or being too rough. "I'll be right back." She told me after she finished clearing my knuckles of blood and debris and wrapping them. She didn't wait for me to respond and went upstairs, I didn't know what she was doing, but my eyes lowered down to the silver ring which sat at the table, my hand reached out and grasped it, I didn't dare put it back on, but I did admire it, stare at it longingly.

Delores came back downstairs, already giving me a sympathetic look as she no doubt heard me pick up the ring. She came over and gently grabbed my hands, pulling me up from the chair I was sitting on and taking the ring out of my hand.

"Don't worry about Isabela right now, my mom found her crying and she's comforting her.." It suddenly started to click with me why it started raining all of a sudden, and why it was practically storming right now. "I ran you a bath and set out some clothes for you on your bed... here." Delores put her hands on my shoulder and gently turned me around.

I started getting deja vu...

She gently undid my apron I forgot I had on, taking it off of me before gently turning me back around to her. "I hope you don't mind if I take a shower down here and use some of your clothes." I shook my head, "Of course I don't mind Dory."

She sat my ring back on the table, leading me upstairs while putting my gardening apron away. She lead me to the bathroom where I saw she had dimmed the lights and found some candles I had laying around, she already lit them and put a bath bomb in the water, and lastly a towel was over the sink. "Thank you Delores, I needed this." I told her, giving her a big hug which was returned quickly.

"No need, we haven't had a girls night in awhile anyway. I'll go take a shower and make us some food, we can watch movies all night!" Delores said excitedly to which I agreed.

The female left to give me privacy, and although I was still sad about Isabela.. I could feel a weight being lifted.

I didn't have to worry about her anymore, and I have an amazing friend beside me to get me through these new emotions. One that won't abandon me, or put me in a toxic situation.

Delores was there by my side, and always would be.

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Valentines Day

Words; 2689 Edited; I fixed any misspellings I noticed and added the songs at the end of the chapter. Proof read; Yup:) Genre; fluff Type; x reader Gender specifics; n/a Warnings; n/a Notes; I didn't really invision this being between two 15 year olds lol.. maybe more love-sick 18-19 year olds. That being said there's nothing inappropriate in here lol, I just don't see two 15 year olds being this lovey-dovey ya know? ———————————————————————— It was Valentine's Day, and of course I couldn't imagine doing anything but spending time with my beloved boyfriend. Camilo had invited me over to the casita and apparently almost everyone had gone to do their own thing.

All of the señoras had gone out on their own dates with their husbands, Delores went out on a date with her fiancé, Isabela went out on a date with her secret somebody, Mirabel and Luisa went out on a movie night to enjoy some sisterly bonding time.. they even took Antonio with them! Abuela Alma had also left, although I didn't exactly know where.

All of this to say I was alone with Camilo, in his room, cuddling with him as he laid on top of me and I played with his curly hair. His head laid on my chest and his arms were around my waist. We stayed like this for a very long time, both content. At first we had talked about our days, joking around, or just having filler conversation. Eventually it faded into a comfortable silence however, neither of us had anything left to say and we were fine with that.

That was till Camilos stomach grumbled, "¿Amor, tiene hambre?" I asked; temporarily pausing my hand, mid way through brushing my hair through his curls, smiling slightly down at him. He responded with a groan, snuggling closer into my chest and hugging me tighter. I let out an audible laugh at his childish behavior. "Amor if you were hungry you could have told me, I don't want you starving." I responded, a teasing tilt in my voice.

"But I don't want to move." The young man responded, muffled by my clothes. My hand passed through his curls one last time before I patted his back, queuing him to get up, however I only got another groan in response. "Come on Milo, we can make something in the kitchen.. I'll let you control the music."

He finally looked up at me, his eyes half lidded as he was sleepy. "Promise?" He asked, and of course I repeated, sticking out my pink. "Promise." We locked pinkies and touched thumbs before Camilo grabbed my hand and brought my knuckles to his lips. He smiled up at me, rubbing circles on my knuckles. I couldn't help but admire his little dimples, the way his nose scrunched up when he smiled, the freckles which adorned his cheeks, and lastly the sparkle in his eyes as he stared at me with nothing but love and admiration.

I melted on the spot.

I couldn't help but cup Milos cheek and lean forward to kiss his forehead. "Te amo." I whispered, pressing my forehead to his. "Te amo." Camilo repeated before rubbing his nose against mine, giving me eskimo kisses. I obviously returned them, giggling in the process. Our sweet moment was soon cut short as another grumble rumbled from Camilos stomach.

The said boy let out a frustrated groan, snuggling into my neck and moving his hand which was holding mine, back to my waist and squeezing lightly. "Pftt- Por favor Camilo!" I laughed out, but didn't get an answer. "Tengo hambre mi amor, vámonos." Camilo gave me one last peck on my neck before climbing off his bed.

After I had gotten off he grabbed my hand and interlaced our fingers, leading me down the steps of casita while we discussed possible things we wanted to eat. We ended up just settling on some pizza which was in the fridge. We had to preheat the oven while the pizza thawed, and then set a timer for 12 minutes and let it cook.

While I preheated the oven Camilo got out his radio and connected his phone to it, then started playing the song "lovely" by Khai Dreams. The young boy was singing the beginning of the song to me.

"So slowly a sunlit dream pulls me out of sleep"

"Feel the morning through the blinds"

"I get to think about your sun kissed face" Camilo gave me a quick peck on the cheek at these lyrics before continuing, setting butterflies ablaze in my stomach.

"A quiet place where I could give you all my time"

My lover was kind enough to wait until I was done preheating the oven before swooping up behind me and wrapping his hands around my waist, swaying me to the rhythm and resting his head against my shoulder.

"You know I wanna be your rock, my love." Camilo had continued singing along with the song, and of course I sang/hummed along with him.

We swayed to the song for a minute or so before Camilo spun me around, lifting his head off my shoulder in the process and grabbing my hands. Just as the melody kicked in we started dancing. "Cause you're so lovely, you're so lovely I can't help but fall in love with you, love." I giggled while he looked at me with helpless doe eyes. I couldn't help but join him in singing, no doubt giving him the same love struck look while we danced.

"When you love me, it's so lovely loving you"

"Oh-oh, oh-oh"

"So lovely loving you"

"Oh-oh, oh-oh"

By now Camilo had taken it upon himself to spin me around, I didn't want to leave him out so of course after I finished my twirl I let him have his turn. He was a decent bit taller, so he did have to bend his knees a tad. We both laughed after I spun him and he reposition his grip on my hand before pulling me closer to him. Once again we started singing.

"So softly a tender breeze brush against my knee on a summer afternoon"

"I get to thinking about the hazy days" the oven peeped, indicating it was done pre-heating. I looked over my shoulder and stopped singing; and although Camilo kept singing he started pouting, reluctantly letting go of me so I could throw the pizza in the oven.

"Under August shade that I used to spend with you"

"I didn't realize it was all I wanted," it didn't take me long and I started singing again while turning back around to Milo.

"What I had my riddled heart," Camilo was leaning against the counter, poster utterly terrible but I wasn't too concerned with that. He held his hand back out to me, giving me his signature love struck look. I could swear I've never seen that boy without it.

I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this boy, but on these moments it really did dawn on me just how perfect Camilo Madrigal is.

"I had to cradle back together just to see-" Once I took Camilos hand he stood up properly and pulled me back into him. We danced together, singing the songs lyrics together.

"It's all like magic to me, you do magic baby"

"When you love me, you're so lovely"

"I can't help but fall for you, love"

"When you love me, it's so lovely loving you"

"Oh-oh, oh-oh"

"So lovely loving you"

"Oh-oh, oh-0h"

We stilled dancing for a moment, our faces inches apart, we weren't even singing anymore, just staring into each other's eyes and glancing at the others lips.

'So slowly a sunlit dream pulls me out of sleep'

'Feel the morning through the blinds'

'I turn my head to meet your sunkissed face in this quiet afternoon'

'I can give you all my time.'

We stayed here.. for i don't even know how long. The next song coming up, "Sunflower" by Rex Orange County.

'I want to know'

'Where I can go'

'When you're not around'

'When I'm feeling down'

'So won't you stay for a moment'

'So I can say'

'I, I need you so'

I didn't even notice in the moment, but our faces got closer and closer together until our lips collided in a sweet, passionate kiss. At this point the music was just background noise, the only thing I could focus on was us. How one of his hands held my hips and still swayed us to the music, how his other hand cupped my neck and his thumb traced my jawline. How his lips molded into mine. How my hands snaked around his shoulders and started messing with his curls.

Camilo seemed to be more aware of our surroundings than I was, as he pulled away slightly to whisper along with the lyrics to the song "and I'm obsessed with you". It cause the both of us to laugh, I opened my eyes slightly to see him giving me a half-lidded look with nothing but love behind his eyes...

Moments like these always made me wish I had a gift of my own, that gift being to take photos which would last a life time. Photos I could climb back into and reminisce on. It wasn't fair that time continued moving like this. It wasn't fair that I still got butterflies whenever we kissed. It wasn't fair I was blushing as Camilo still traced my jaw-line and looked at me as if I was the only human being on this earth.

I really wanted to go back in for another kiss, but I was so overwhelmed with my own emotions I ducked into his chest. Wrapping my arms around his waist now. Camilo chuckled, being with me for so long he no doubtably knew I was too flustered to think and wrapped his other arm around me. We stayed like this for the rest of the song, swaying and singing along.

The next song to come up was "Mi Buen Amor" by Mon Laferte and Bunbury. It was an unspoken rule between the two of us that I would sing Mon Laferte's part while Camilo would sing Bunbury's part. We listened to this song so much we could recite it perfectly.

I was the first person to sing as we once again started dancing.

"Mi buen amor"

"Pues la verdad no hay otra cosa"

"Que yo pueda hacer"

"Tú no cambiarás, no me vas a convencer"

"De que ahora sí, todo va a estar bien"

Camilo perfectly timed twirling me, and pulling me in before he started singing, making me blush.

"¿Hasta cuándo,"

"-Seguirás pensando?"

"Que puedes jugar a pedir sin nada dar"

"Pues ahora no estaré esperando"

Now we began singing the chorus.

"Mi buen amor"

"Si no quieres regresar"

"¿Por qué vuelves a buscarme una vez más?"

"No me pidas que te dé una última noche"

"Mi buen amor"

"Parece fácil para ti"

"Alejarte para luego exigir"

"Que te quiera"

"Como si nada, nada, nada yo sintiera"

It was yet again Camilos turn to sing.

"Después de todo"

"Lo que tuve que pasar"

"Las terapias, los amores de mentira"

"Más mentiras"

It was my turn once again.

"Y ahora quieres que sea tu amiga"

"Pues, amigo"

"Dime cómo borro esto que siento"

We had both began singing once more together for the chorus.

"Mi buen amor"

"Si no quieres regresar"

"¿Por qué vuelves a buscarme una vez más?"

"No me pidas que te dé una última noche"

"Mi buen amor"

"Parece fácil para ti"

"Alejarte para luego exigir"

"Que te quiera"

"Como si nada, nada, nada yo sintiera"

"Mi buen amor"

The whole time we danced I felt so very loved and cared for, just the tone in his voice as the words left his lips held such sincerity. His gaze. Everything was just perfect.

"Let me check on the pizza." I stated, patting Camilos chest and waiting for him to let go of my waist. "I swear all you've been trying to do today is get away from me mi amor." Camilo commented cheekily, letting go anyway as the next song; "Best Friend" by Rex Orange County started playing.

"I would never guapo." I said, turning around to the food, which was in fact done. I pulled it out and set it on the stove to cool. Camilo grabbed me by my hand yet again pulling me to dance in the kitchen, this time the dance was more upbeat and faster, and the song wouldn't be complete without us singing along as well.

As the song slowed to an end, Camilo had gotten me push against the counter. Locking me in place between his body and the hard surface. One hand rested against the counter and the other cupped my neck again, rubbing his thumb across my jawline once again.

"I still wanna be your favorite boy"

"I wanna be the one"

"I might just be the one."

Camilo whispered softly along to the music, connecting our lips yet again in a passionate kiss. The next song to play was "Addicted To You" by Shakira, which was all too fitting.

The kiss alone left my lips buzzing, fireworks shooting through my body and the smoke clouding my brain. I'm sure Camilo would have happily made out in this position all night, however we did have a pizza that I didn't want to get cold.

"Hm, amor." I tried to pull away and get the boys attention. Milo pulled away from my lips but started kissing all over my face, before moving to my neck and giving me small pecks which sent shivers down my spine, then moving to my shoulder blades, and lastly down my arms before stopping at my knuckles. "Hmm?" Camilo hummed to tell me I had his full attention, his thumb replaced the spot on my hand he just kissed, choosing to rub small circles on the area instead.

"The pizza." I simply stated, giving him a sheepish grin. He rolled his eyes with a smile. "See! You do want to get away from me!" He joked, before I could interrupt him he dropped my hand. "That's okay though, I won't let you." His hands now wrapped around my waist and he rested his head in the crook of my neck.

"I would never want to leave you amor." I whispered, kissing his temple before weaving my hands through his hair, enjoying his fingers rubbing small circles on my back. Before we could get too comfortable in the moment my stomach grumbled, causing us both to laugh.

Camilo pulled away from me, "Lets eat so we can go back to cuddling in my room." His smile was wide, dimples very much visible.

We hurried and ate a couple slices of pizza before Camilo turned off the radio and grabbed his phone. He once again grabbed my hand in his and lead me to his room before crashing on his bed. I closed the door for the both of us, giggling as he snuggled into his bed. "You're staying the night right?" "Of course." I responded to his question, crawling into bed with him.

I laid on my side, similar to how he was, and wrapped my arms around him before burying my head into his chest. Our legs interlaced and his hands laid around my waist.

We laid there together, talking about our future. What our futures would look like together. It was a nice and peaceful way to end the day. I couldn't help but fall asleep in my lovers arms, listen to him ranting about little-us' running around casita.

Music used;

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Sunkissed by Kai Dreams

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Sunflower by Rex Orange County

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Mi Buen Amor (My Good Love) by Mon Laferte and Bunbury

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Addicted to you by Shakira

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Lastly Photograph by Cody Fry, this one wasn't in the book but I did make a reference to it and I like it a lot so enjoy:)

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Pen...Pals? ~Kenma Kozume X Reader~

Description-

Okay, so @OIKAWAS (on wattpad) originally made this idea/plot, but I really liked it and (for the time being) they discontinued it, which was really sad to me because I feel like they got Kenma's personality down really well! (Though I do understand why they did it and completely respect their decision) So I just kinda thought I'd put my own little spin on it! Okay, thanks for reading and i hope you enjoy!(This book and all my other ones are gender neutral, I don't like excluding people so if I do make a mistake anywhere then please let me know!) (Also, any art in this book is not mine! I'm not sure who most of the artists are because I got the pictures off of google, but if you do know please tell me so I can give the proper credit!) -Started; March 30th, 2020 (3/30/2020) -Finished; March 30th, 2020 (3/30/2020)

Chapter One;

~Reader's POV~

I walked into class and sat in my desk next to one of my best friends. "Hey.." I yawned out, rubbing my eyes. "Did you stay up late playing video games?" (F/n) questioned with an eyebrow raised. "I didn't say up that late." I told them truthfully. "You say that every time." They told me, rolling their eyes with a small smile on their face.

The teacher walked in as our conversation came to a close. "Alright." The teacher started. "Because in this unit we are going more in depth about Japanese history and we already studied the culture, I thought it would be a fun idea to get a first hand experience with some of the kids that live in Japan. I was lucky enough to get Nekoma High School to agree."

At this, some people started to murmur about how cool and excited this would be. The teacher cleared her throat to get the classes attention and to signify that she wasn't done talking. "Make sure that your letters are appropriate and don't share any personal Information. I will mail them by the end of this week and yes, they are for a grade."

The kid in front of me raised their hand. "Mrs, do we write in English?" The teacher nodded her head as she picked up a tiny box. "Any other questions?" When no one raised their hands or called out, she then proceeded to explain what the box was for.

"Now then, I'm going to walk around and your going to pick out a name from the box. Then I want you to get started on you letters." She walked around to everyone's desk, and everyone pulled out a random strip of paper.

When she got to my desk I put my hand in a grabbed the first piece I touched the pulled it out quickly. "Hey, who did you get?" (F/n) asked. "I got Kenma Kozume, who did you get?" I asked. "Fukunaga Shohei." They said, pronouncing it very slowly while trying to sound it out. I giggled slightly. "Maybe you should ask him how to pronounce his name." "Oh shush!" My friends said, lightly hitting my shoulder.

"Okay class, start working on your letters." My teacher said as she put the box beside her desk and started to grade papers. I took some lined paper out of my bag and began to write my letter.

When the bell rang I had a little more than a full page done. I had written a little bit about me, what I look like, and some cool places I've been to that were near me. I had also asked him some questions about himself and Japan.

I gave the letter to my teacher as I headed out the door with (F/n) right behind me. "Hey (Y/N), what do you think your pen pal is going to look like?" They asked as we pulled up her our lockers. "I don't know, you have any idea about yours?" I asked back. "Well they say people with difficult names are hotter." My friend said, making me laugh. "That's such a weird stereotype, where did you even hear it from?"

"W-well, there's this YouTube channel-!" My friend started, but I interrupted them. "And your really going to trust some nut-job on the Internet?" (F/n) crossed their arms. "At least I try to search up informational things in my free time." "Touché." I once again laughed as we made our way to the lunch room.

"So you think your pen pal is going to be hot?" I questioned, making them blush. "S-shush!" Once again I laughed as (F/n)'s face exploded in a blush. "I can't say I know for sure what my pen pal is going to look like, but I hope they like video games."

"What, you want them to send you over some Japanese exclusive games?" (F/n) said sarcastically. "That wasn't the intent purpose, but I suppose I wouldn't go against the idea. I just thought we could bond over video games." I hummed out.

"Hey!" I heard (f/2) (that means friend number 2) say as they sat down at our little table. Me and (f/n) gave our own versions of a hello. "Hey, you did the pen pal thing last year right?" (F/n) questioned, making (f/2) nod their head.

"Yea, are you guys doing that now?" I nodded my head. "Oh that's so cool! Ya know, I still talk to my pen pal. His name is Kuroo Tetaurō." (F/2) said. "Oh wow, you guys still do the pen pal thing?" (F/n) asked. "Oh no, we exchanged numbers towards the end." (F/2) laughed out.

We continued to talk about the pen pal stuff and (F/2) told us what we should expect going into it. After lunch was over me and (F/n) dumped our trays and said goodbye to (F/2).

"Are you excited to get a letter back?" (F/n) asked me. "A little, you?" I questioned back. "A little." They said, copying me, making me laugh. "Okay, lets get to class."' I told them, rolling my eyes.

Chapter Two;

~Kenma's POV~

I sat in class, sneakily pulling my phone out to play Pocket Camp, class hadn't started yet and I really had nothing better to do. A few minutes past and Fukunaga had sat behind me. "Hey Kozume." I gave a hum in response.

"What are you playing?" He asked, trying to take a look at my phone. "Pocket Camp." My tone was dull as I continued to try and complete my missions and stuff that I needed to do for Bob and Rosie.

The bell rang throughout the halls which could be heard from inside the classroom, signaling me to put my phone away so I wouldn't get in detention and have to run extra laps at volleyball practice. Once I slid my phone in my pocket the teacher walked in with a box and a lesson plan in hand. "Good morning class."

"Good morning." Me and everyone had said back. "Today we are going to be doing something different. Because we have been learning about a ton of other countries, a school from (insert where you live) reached out and asked if we could do a "pen pal" type of activity. That way you guys can learn about the place first hand from someone that lives there, and you can tell your pen pal how it is here."

"Now your pen pals have already been assigned and they have already written a letter to you. I have this box with me, and I'm going to go around and hand out everyone's letters." After he finished he grabbed the box and started to walk around. Eventually the teacher got around to my desk, he quickly shuffled through the letters and found the one addressed to me.

"Hey Kozume, who'd your say it's from?" Fukunaga asked as he looked down at his paper. "Umm... (L/N), (Y/N).... you?" "(F/LN) (friends last name), (F/n)." He answered. I nodded my head, fixing to pull out my phone again when the teacher had asked us if we had any questions. The girl in front of me raised her hand. "Are we writing in Japanese?" The teacher shook his head. "No english." Another student then raised a hand.

"Are we aloud to send pictures?" "As long as they are appropriate, any other questions?" When no one raised their hands the teacher told us to start reading the letters and once we finished to start working on our letters that we'd give back, and that they'd be due by the end of this school week. On that note we started to read/write our letters.

About half of the class consisted of me writing something down and erasing it not long after, so all I had was:

'Dear (L/ N), (F/ N)

My name in Kozume Kenma.'

Sighing out of frustration i looked behind me, catching Fukunaga attention. "Umm... how do we start the letters?" I asked, scratching the back of my neck in embarrassment. "Well," Fukunaga started. "I introduced myself, told them how to pronounce my name, and told them to call me by my surname. I started to list some things about me and I told them

I would have pictures of different places that most tourist would want to see when visiting. Oh! And I also described what I looked like. But I also answered some of their questions two."

I nodded my head and thanked him, then turned back around to finish my paper. When the bell rang I had a little under a half of my page full. I sighed, and put it in my book bag so I could finish it at home and get the pictures I needed.

I quickly pulled out my phone and slung my bag over my shoulder as I made my way out of the classroom and into the hallway with Fukunaga by my side. We both walked until we got to class 2-3 where Yamamoto was and waited for him so we could walk to our club together.

Once Yamamoto came out, him and Fukunaga started chatting while I was silent, playing on my phone. I was just fixing to beat a new level on my game when suddenly I could feel a hand wrap around my shoulders, which caused me to glance to me side to see Kuroo. "Hey shorty." "I'm not that much shorter." I told him plainly as I continued to play my game, as we walked into the changing rooms.

I didn't take a second to glance around me, and instead sat down on one of the benches as I was trying to hurry and finish the level. Which I successfully did. A sigh of relive slipped through my lips as they tugged up into a small smile. "Hey Kenma? Hurry up and change or coach is going to make you run extra laps." At Kuroo's works I slid my phone in my bag and started to change into my volleyball uniform.

-

I walked out of the changing rooms after practice with my phone in hand and Kuroo by my side. He was talking about his day and some of his classmates as a made a few comments here and there. Suddenly, Kuroo stopped talking as his phone buzzed.

He quickly pulled his phone out and started to type to the person, a smile coming across his face. "Awfully quiet on your end." I noted, not taking my eyes off my game. "Well, (f/2) is texting me." He chuckled. "Come to think of it, it was around this quarter that I first got a letter from (f/2). Are you guys doing that pen pal thing?"

I nodded my head and gave a hum. "Who did you get?" "Uhhh... I think the last name was (L/N)?" Kuroo nodded his head and started typing something on his phone, a few minutes later he gave off this devilish smirk. "Is something funny?"

Kuroo gave off a chuckle. "It's nothing." He said as we continued walking until we came to my house. We both waved goodbye and I quickly unlocked my door, trying not to lose my level. I then walked inside and closed the door with my foot, haphazardly kicking my shoes off in the process. I then walked up the stairs and into my room, shutting the door the same way I did downstairs, then plopped on my bed.

I quickly finished the level and set my phone down. "I should probably try and add something to the letter... and get some pictures..." I told myself quietly as I got up and got back to work.

Chapter Three;

~Reader's POV~

It's been about a week since we turned in our letters and our teacher had the letters from our pen pals ready for us to read. On the envelopes they made us write who they were to and who they were from.

When the teacher called my name, I came up and grabbed the envelope and sat down at my desk. Once we got our envelopes we where told to wait until everyone had gotten theirs so that way we could all open them together and there wasn't a bunch of noise as she was trying to pass out the envelopes.

I couldn't help but feel butterflies in my tummy at the thought of what my pen pal could be like.  Would they have similar interests that i have? Would they be the polar opposite of me? What did they look like? These thoughts and millions of other swarmed my head.

That was until the last person got theirs, she told us we could read them and then write a response back, and that they were again, due at the end of the week.

I opened the envelope neatly, unlike some people that chose to just tear them open. Once I opened it I started to read it to myself.

'Dear (L/N), (Y/N)

My name in Kozume Kenma (Ko-zoom-e Ken-ma), but please call me Kozume. I live in Tokyo Japan and go to school at Nekoma High, but you probably already knew that. I'm on my schools volleyball team and in my free time I like to play video games (some of my favorites are Pocket Camp and Mario Cart). I find it hard to describe things so I decided I would just put a couple of photos of me and my volleyball team in the envelope two (I'm the one with the black hair fading into blond). In Tokyo there is mainly a lot of food stands/shops, and a ton of stuff for tourists, I'm sorry, but I really don't know how to describe it. If there's anything in particular you wanted to see I could always take a picture. I'm not really a social person so I apologize for the lack of writing.

  -Sincerely, Kozume Kenma.'

I looked towards my friend to see they got a whole two pages, front and back, while I barley got even a full page of writing. "Wow..." I said quietly to myself. I decided that I would go ahead and look inside the envelope for the pictures that Kozume said he sent.

I saw some miniature pictures in the bottom and took them out, the first one was a picture of the whole Nekoma volleyball team, It wasn't hard to find Kozume because he was the only male with the hair colors he described. He was also the only one holding his phone and looking down at it.

I then looked at the next photo to see it was one of him and a guy with bedhead. Kozume wasn't looking down this time, instead, he stared straight at the camera with a small smile as the bed-headed male gave him bunny ears.

The next, and last photo was of just Kozume, he was standing on the side walk, and was glancing up at the person taking the photo with a phone in his hands. Unlike the other ones, where he was in his team uniform, he was actually wearing casual clothes.

When I put the photos down I could feel some heat making its way to my cheeks. I wouldn't deny that Kozume was fairly attractive, but the thought of the semester being over and him being nothing more than a faint memory kept me from thinking about it to much, instead, I focused on writing another letter.

I couldn't think of much to write about, I just asked him who the bed haired male was, told him some video games that I enjoyed, I also told him what club I was in and told him I also would send photos of me and some places around the city.

The bell rang and I decided I would put my note in my bag so I can get the pictures I needed (Im sorry if this feels repetitive). I again made my way to lunch with (F/n) and (F/2).

"So (Y/N), do you have anything in common with your pen pal?" I paused the game I was playing and looked up at (F/2), slightly blushing at the thought of Kozume, though it went unnoticed to the two in front of me. "Yea, we both like video games, and I found out he had a Pocket Camp account."

"Oooh~ Are you going to give him your friend code~!" (F/n) tried to tease me, but I just unpaused the game and ignored them. "Aww come on! Don't do us dirty like that!" I continued to play my game and try to block out my friends. I could hear one of them puff out a short breath of air, meaning they were going to tease me more, but thankfully the bell came to my rescue, and I quickly got up to leave and go to my class.

-

At the end of the day I was walking home with (F/n) and (F/2). They were talking while I was playing a video game on my phone. "Hey (Y/N), how did you respond to your pen pal?"

I quickly looked up from my game to glance at my friends (who had smug faces) and back down at it again. "I wrote a little about video games and the city here... I also told him I'd include pictures like he did."

"Ohh! So he sent you pictures! Is he good looking!?" (F/n) shouted, making a light blush spread across my cheeks. "Uhhh... idk. You can be the judge of that.." I took out the letter in my bag and handed it to my friends. "He's the one with the blond hair and dark roots."

I heard (F/n) giggle at the male in the picture. Suddenly, (F/2) gasped. "Hey! That was my pen pal last year!" I quickly glanced up from my game again to see they were looking at the second photo and (F/2) had pointed at the male with bed hair. "Oh yea... I was wondering what his name was." I told them as my eyes went back to my phone.

"It's Kuroo!" (F/2) was looking at the photo and stared at the "Kuroo" guy with a dark blush. "Ah, the one you like." I paused my game to see their reaction, and it was priceless. Their face lit up an even darker shade of red that spread to the tip of their ears.

"Hey! We're at your house! Don't you think your mother wants you home?!" (F/2) quickly said, trying to get me to stop teasing them. "Guess we are." I said, taking the letter and photos back from my friends and headed inside.

When I got home I immediately went to my room so I could print off some pictures of myself. I found a few of me, (F/n) and (F/2) and printed them. After words I put them in the envelope and tried to finish my letter.

-

I heard a knock on my door as I was putting the letter in the envelope. "(Y/N), dinner is almost ready." I heard my mother's voice as she opened the door. "Okay, do you mind if I go take some pictures real quick for a school assignment?" I asked, taking my phone off of the charger. "Sure dear, just be back in 30ish minutes okay?" I nodded my head, and said a quick "yes ma'am" as I put my shoes on.

My mom left, to where I assume to be the kitchen, as gathered my things. I quickly plugged in my headphones to my phone and made my way downstairs. I then made my way around town and took quick pictures of some things that I typically see tourists go to.

When I was finished I made my way home, my mother telling me I was just in time for dinner. I quickly ate, telling my mom it was delicious as always, and then made my way upstairs. I hooked my phone to my computer and downloaded the photos I took. After a few hours of it downloading I was finally able to print off the ones I liked and put them in a separate envelope. 'Finally I can go to sleep.' I thought to myself as my body was finally able to hit the bed.

Chapter Four;

~Kenma's POV~

When I woke up I had realized that I woke up extremely late and I missed half of my classes. At this realization I rushed myself to the bathroom to get dressed and quickly checked to make sure I had everything before running out the door.

I pulled out my phone while running to see that it was already 10:27. 'Shit... I'm not going to make it in time to receive my letter!' I haphazardly  threw my phone in my pocket and continued running.

At some point I skidded to a stop in front of my classroom. I was panting from running all the way here, so I took a second to regroup myself before I decided to knock on the door. I adjusted my tie and smoothed out my school uniform a little before lifting my hand, but just as I was about to make contact with the door, the bell rang and students started to file out of the rooms and into the hallways.

I stepped back to give the ones leaving some space. "Ahh, Kozume! You were late today." I could hear Fukunaga say as he exited. "I have your letters, I was planning on giving them to Kuroo, so he could leave it at your house, but I guess your here now." He told me, holding out a white envelope and a bigger orange/yellow one for me to grab. "Thank you."

I was still taking shallow breaths as sweat gathered on my temple, so it was no shock that Fukunaga noticed and made a comment about it. "The last time you were this tired was when you skipped practice because of a video game and coach made you run the entire practice. Where you really that eager to get your letter?"

At this a light blush came to my face. "No. I just wanted to make sure I didn't miss all of my classes and that coach wouldn't make me do that again." I told the male, referencing to the first, and last time I'd ever skip practice.

"Was it worth it?" Fukunaga asked as we started to walk. "No." I answered quickly while scrunching up my face at the thought, making Fukunaga laugh.

-

When I got home I made my way to my room and got the two envelopes out of my bag. I opened them quickly but made sure to not rip or tear anything.

After I read the note I took the photos out of the white envelopes first. When I saw the person I was pen pals with I could feel what raise to my cheeks and the corners of my lips tug into a small smile.

The first picture was of (L/N) and two of their friends. (L/N) was in the middle and held up a peace sign with a bright smile, while the one on the left held bunny fingers behind (L/N)'s head, and lastly the friends on the right had a small smile while they took the photo.

The second picture was only of (L/N), they were standing on side was as they covered the bottom half of their face, poorly hiding a blush, as they looked off to the side. This picture in particular made my small smile stretch a little into a grin.

The third photo made my smile instantly fall. This one had (L/N) and another male in the photo. In this one they were yelling at the male while he laughed at them. I felt some anger slowly form in the pit of my stomach. The first thought I had was that this was (L/N)'s boyfriend, which made the anger rise a tad more.

But then referencing to the letter, they said, as quoted, they took some pictures of themselves and "some of my friends" I quickly looked back at the letter to make sure that I didn't skip over anything, and referencing back they didn't say anything about a boyfriend. This made me relax a little, so I dismissed the option that it was their boyfriend as there was no evidence.

I picked up the yellow/orange envelope, opening it. Inside we're five pictures this time.

The first one was of a statue that has a little golden plaque near it, the statue itself was of a older looking man with a cane, just like the plaque the man was golden as well.

The second photo related to the first one, as it was a closer look of the plaque. As I read it, it explained how the statue was of the man that had founded their country.

The third photo was of a really nice looking castle. There was a little note at the bottom of the letter that said that this was where the man from the first picture had lived, and that both of these were a really big spot for tourists.

The fourth photo was at the castle again, except this time (L/N), the two friends from the first photo, and the male from the last one, were by one of the many knight armor that was lining the walls. They all made funny faces at the camera, looking like they were having a good time.

The fifth photo was one that made my blood boil. It was in the same spot at the last, but this time the male had leaned really close to (L/N) with his lips pressed against their cheek. He had a light blush on his face while (Y/N) had a huge one on theirs while their eyes were also wide open.

I couldn't help but glare at the photo that was currently in my hands. Suddenly their was a knock on my door and I could hear it creak open. "Hey Kenma, my parents are having a double date with your parents again tonight, so I was wondering if-."

With each word that left Kuroo's mouth I knew he was getting closer and closer to my side as his voice got louder, but I couldn't care less, even when he was right beside me and stopped talking, my eyes never left the picture, and my glare didn't falter either.

That was until Kuroo gave out a large cackle. I looked up and gave Kuroo the same glare, which only made him laugh harder. After ten minutes of his obnoxious laughter, he finally had enough and was clutching his stomach as he wiped away a fake tear.

"Kenma... that was the funniest thing I've ever seen you done." He wheezed out. "Now what are you glaring at?" He asked, snatching the photo out of my hands.

"Which one is the pen pal?" He asked, after a moment of studying the photo. "Take a guess." I mumbled out. "Hmm... the one being kissed?" Kuroo asked with a smile. I only puffed out my cheeks in annoyance as I fell back onto my bed.

"Hey, I didn't know your pen pal knew mine." "What do you mean." I leaned my head to the side to look at Kuroo. "The one with the (random hair color) and (random eye color)." Kuroo turned the photo so that I could see it and pointed at one of the people that were in the first photo.

My eyes shifted from the person Kuroo was pointing at to the male and (Y/N), making me groan and turn the other way. "Ya know, I've never seen you so upset about a person." Kuroo pointed out, and by his tone I could just picture the smile he was giving me.

I grumbled out a excuse under my breath which only caused Kuroo to laugh. "How about I treat you to some apple pie?" I sat up slowly and glanced at Kuroo then to the picture that was in his hand.

"Are we going to the one on 57th street?" Kuroo nodded his head at my question. Instead of replying I stood up and put my shoes on. We both walked in silence to the bakery that I loved.

-

Kuroo had just left my house so I decided I would take the left over pie from earlier and take it to my room so I could start writing me letter.

As I started to write it the only question I could think of asking was "who was the boy" and "is he your boyfriend or is he just a friend" or "why didn't you tell me you were seeing someone"

The urge to ask (L/N) those questions, and many more, was very high. Eventually I got through the note without commenting on the mysterious male.

It was late so I decided to get some rest for tomorrow, but the longer I stayed without knowing that I'd get closer, the more thoughts that swarmed my head. Like, 'how long have they been dating' and 'are they still together' or 'did they break up' and 'are they maybe just childhood friends' and 'are they in a happy relationship' and of course many others. But lastly..

'what if that was me instead of him?'

Chapter Five;

~Reader's POV~

I walked into the classroom with a skip in my step, I was excited to be getting my letter from Kozume. I quickly sat down in my seat, with a wide smile.

"Wow, since when do you come into class without your face in your phone? Did you beat a new video game?" (F/n) giggled out. "I did finish Super Mario Brothers 2 last night, but that's not why I'm excited."

"Oh, is it the letter from your dear Kenma then?" (F/n) teased as I blushed. "Come on, we aren't even on first name basis." "Doesn't mean you don't like him~!" They teased even further, making me blush even darker in return.

Before I could rebuttal, the teacher walks in with the letters. "Okay class, I'll pass out the letters and I want you guys to write your responses quickly because we have work to do today.... I'll give you guys 15 minutes after I pass them out."

The teacher passed back the papers and I beam to read through mine.

'Dear (L/N), (Y/N)

Hello again, I wanted to say that I found you very pretty in the pictures you sent, it's not a surprise to me that you have a loving boyfriend. How long have you guys been together, and what's his name? By the fifth photo you sent with the castle I'd assume that it's been a while. I couldn't send photos this time, but I'll try in my next letter. I wish you and your boyfriend the best.

   -Sincerely, Kozume Kenma'

At the word boyfriend I could feel my eyebrow quirk up. I wasn't dating anyone, and I haven't dated anyone in a few years. Then i remember sending a photo of (M/n) (male name). It was just a photo of me and him arguing over a video game, so I'd assume nothing when sending it, but i guess Kenma had assumed otherwise.

I quickly started off my letter by telling him that (M/n) wasn't my boyfriend, just a close friend I've had since Jr. High. I continued the letter by saying that he has been like a brother to me for so, nothing could ever change that. I then asked Kenma a few questions before closing off my letter and setting it aside. I didn't really have much to say, so my letter wasn't very long.

The 15 minute timer ran out and we continued with class as normal.

-

After my club me, (F/n), and (F/2) decided we would go to the arcade that was near by. "Hey (Y/N), I challenge you to a battle!" (F/2) said excitingly. "Oh!" I started, deciding to play along. "You dare challenge the queen!" This sentence made (F/2) giggle. "You mean the soon to be ex-Queen." (F/2) said smugly. "We'll see about that." I told them, a smirk growing on my face. "Now which game shall it be."

"Hmmm.... what about mortal combat!" (F/2) flicked my forehead. "You're on!" I yelled, racing them to the arcade machine. We both inserted our coins and picked our characters, then played.

-

"Ugh! Come on! No far!" So far we had done the best out of ten and I had won every single game. "Ahh, but I still have my crown. Looks like you couldn't beat the queen." I gave (F/2) a small smile.

"Oh, but I bet you want Kozume to be your king right?" (F/n) said out of nowhere, making me blush lightly. "I never said that..." I mumbled. "No, but you can't lie and say you haven't thought of it." This made my blush darken greatly and made me puff out my cheeks slightly. "I don't need a king...."

Chapter Six;

~Kenma's POV~

Just like very other week, the teacher passed out the letters. I was particular anxious about this one because of how many questions I asked about the mysterious male.

Not only that but what if it actually was their boyfriend? Will they think I'm being weird? Did I freak them out? What if they think I'm jealous? What if it gets awkward?

Once the teacher sat the letter on my desk I very hesitantly reached out to it. I very slowly opened the letter and then very tentatively read through the note.

In the very first sentence (L/N) had clarified that she was not dating the male in the photo, and that they were in fact childhood friends. And if anything he was a brother to her so nothing could have grown into anything bigger. I continued read on when the ending of the letter especially caught me eye, it read:

'I've been thinking about how this quarter is almost coming to an end, and in this short amount of time I have grown to consider you a really close friend and would like it if you addressed me by my first name. And if you wouldn't mind maybe we could talk about the possibility of me visiting during the summer (or vise versa)? I completely understand if you shut down both of my offers, I wouldn't want to make you feel uncomfortable. I look forward to your response!

  -Sincerely yours, (Y/N) (L/N)'

I couldn't believe what I was reading. (L/N), not only considered us close, not only wants me to call them by their given name, but also would like to meet me in person. I was over- joyed to say the least, and I could feel my lips tug into a warm smile as I quickly wrote a letter back.

-

After school had ended I asked Kuroo to take me around Tokyo to some "touristy places" so I could take pictures to send to (Y/N), mainly because I didn't know the area well even though I've lived here for almost my entire life.

We walked around and took pictures of different things until around 8 and decided to head home. When I did get home I ate dinner and then printed the pictures to put inside the envelope along with the letter.

Chapter Seven;

~Reader's POV~

When I got in the classroom I was fidgeting a lot more than usual, and I guess (F/n) noticed. "Hey (Y/N), are you okay?" I nodded my head and took out my phone, I started to play one of my games, but I couldn't concentrate because my thoughts were spiraling.

Ever since I gave my teacher the letter to send off I had been anticipating Kozumes response. I was really worried about being to forward and scaring him off. But judging by the times we had play Pocket Camp, he seemed like he was having a good time? But I could have been reading to much into it?

As that thought crossed my mind my screen flashed with a "game over" text, making me sigh. I was way to fidgety to be playing the game and kept messing up.

"Woah, something just really be bothering you to lose at that game. What's wrong?" I sat my phone down and took a deep breath in and out. "I told Kozume to call me by my first name and I also told him that I could visit sometime if he liked. I'm just scared of what he'll say..."

(F/n) put a hang on my shoulder. "Hey, listen. You are a wonderful person and friends. If he can't see that through your guys letters and talks during your video games, then that's really his loss. You're beautiful, have a wonderful sense of humor, and have the most charming smile ever. If he can't see that then he's blind!"

(F/n)'s words made me giggle. It didn't erase my worries completely, but it helped a lot. The teacher then walked into the classroom and handed out the letters.

When I got my letter my nerves returned again... taking a deep breath I opened the letter and let that deep breath out, taking all of my worries with it. I grabbed the first the note and started to read it, praying there wasn't anything bad in it.

'Dear (Y/N), (L/N)

I wouldn't mind calling you by you given name if that is what you want, and I also wouldn't mind it if we arranged a meet up during the summers. Though if you wanted to tour Tokyo my friend would have to come with us because I don't know the area to well. I thought that I'd take some pictures of places that are near me and most tourist go. I also have little headings on the pictures to explain the the pictures a little.

    -Sincerely, Kenma Kozume'

I couldn't help but smile when I read the bottom. Normally he would put his surname first, but this time he put his birth name, which meant that I would be able to call him by his birth name.

I then remembered that he had sent me photos and decided to open the separate yellow/orange envelope.

The first picture was a photograph of Tokyo Tower, the heading just stated that it was in fact Tokyo Tower and that some people mistake regular water towers for Tokyo Tower.

The second picture was of Kenma and his bedhead friend. They both stood in-front of the very famous Sensoji Temple. his arm around Kenma's shoulder while Kenma was looking down at his game. The heading had said the photo was of Kuroo and him last year when the bad went there on a school trip.

The third and last photo was Kenma and Kuroo again, but this time Kenma was looking at the camera, although he looked very annoyed, and Kuroo held up bunny ears behind Kenma. The head had explained that this was taken on a school field trip they had taken this year to Tokyo's National Museum.

I couldn't help but laugh at the picture in particular with a huge smile on my face. I quickly decided i should write a letter back to Kenma.

Chapter Eight;

~Kenma's POV~

Once again I got a letter from my teacher. When i opened it, it was all about (Y/N) gushing about how fun it will be to finally meet me in person. Towards the end of the letter (Y/N) had said that if i wanted to continue to talk, the i could give them my phone number. My last letter was short, I didn't really have a lot to say so it was pretty blunt....

-

As I got home from school I looked at my desk where my letter had sat, I didn't know if I should give that letter to my teacher or not.... the one thing I did know though was that my mind was constantly on (Y/N). My eyes always trialed to the small sliding drawer where I kept the letters she sent me, along with the photos.

I sat up from my bed and walked over to the desk and decided to re-read through the "old" letters. I even looked through the pictures. I subconsciously had a small smile on my face as I looked down at the photos.... well, all but two.

When I came across those two photos in particular my smile dropped. I immediately made up my mind as I saw those two photos.

Bad Ending;

~Reader's POV~

I walked into my classroom with a pep in my step. In my last letter I had asked Kenma for his number, and judging by how he still played Pocket Camp with me and came to visit my camp site, I'd say when I opened that letter, it was going to have his number in it.

I sat down and instantly started to fidget just like I did last week, the only difference being, this time it was from excitement. "You look happy this week." (F/n) pointed out, making me smile up at them. I honestly didn't have words to describe how happy I was, so instead I just nodded my head.

"Okay class, settle down. I thought I should point out before handing out these papers that this is that last letter that you will receive, and you won't need to write a letter back." After finishing this she started to hand the letters back. When the teacher got to me, she held a look of pity in her eyes and gave me an all knowing look, like she's seen situation play out like this a million different times before.

She then walked by my desk. She didn't say anything. She didn't put a note down, she just walked past and continued to hand out the notes. When she finished she had called me outside the classroom to speak with me.

"As you know, you didn't get a letter.... your pen pal, Kozume, decided that he couldn't bring himself to write another letter because of certain relationships you had with another male..." My teacher explained. The only thought racing through my head was "why".

"Um... can I go to the bathroom?" I asked. The teacher gave me a pitied look and nodded her head, walking inside the classroom. I went to the bathroom and went on Pocket Camp to text Kenma.

No matter how many times I texted him, no matter how many times he had seen it, he didn't respond.

He ghosted me....

Good Ending;

~Reader's POV~

I walked into my classroom with a pep in my step. In my last letter I had asked Kenma for his number, and judging by how he still played Pocket Camp with me and came to visit my camp site, I'd say when I opened that letter, it was going to have his number in it.

I sat down and instantly started to fidget just like I did last week, the only difference being, this time it was from excitement. "You look happy this week." (F/n) pointed out, making me smile up at them. I honestly didn't have words to describe how happy I was, so instead I just nodded my head.

"Okay class, settle down. I thought I should point out before handing out these papers that this is that last letter that you will receive, and you won't need to write a letter back." After finishing this she started to hand the letters back. When the teacher got to me, she smiled and gave me an all knowing look, like she's seen this a million different times before.

She didn't say anything though, and instead opted to just give me my letter. Immediately I opened it and grabbed the letter from inside. The words on the paper were short, sweet, and to the point.

'Dear (Y/N),

I can't wait for you to come to Tokyo, here's my number xxx-xxx-xxxx. Hope we can work the details out later.

-Sincerely, Kenma.'

My smile stretched further and I quickly got my phone out and punched Kenma's number into my phone, and quickly sent him a text saying that it was me.

-extra-

It was finally summer, and although I had to pick up some jobs, I gathered enough money to help pay for my ticket to Tokyo so I could see my dear boyfriend. I wanted to surprise Kenma, so I had been talking to one of his closest friends, Kuroo, for a few months about when to come and visit.

Eventually, we settled on a date and made plans. Kuroo was going to come pick me up from the airport and then take me to Kenma's house, saying he had a "surprise" for him.

I quickly texted Kuroo that I was boarding the plane and he said that he'd be seeing me in a few hours. When I got on the airplane and we took off, I could feel myself falling asleep.

-

I woke up to the captain saying that the plane had landed safely and that everyone could get off. I texted Kuroo and told him I arrived in Tokyo and he texted back saying he was waiting at the baggage claim.

I got my bag first and then started to look around for Kuroo. When I spotted him I I waved at him and called out his name. He turned to me and gave me one of his "signature smirks" as (F/2) had described it.

I walked up to him and we got into the car. Kuroo drove as we caught up and we also played a little bit of music. Mid way to Kenma's, I had gotten a notification from the boy himself.

To: (Y/N)<3

From: Babe<3

Hey, what are you doing?

To: Babe<3

From: (Y/N)<3

I just got off of work, can I text you when I get home?

To: (Y/N)<3

From: Babe<3

Yea, I'm sorry to bother you while driving. Make sure to stay safe.

To: Babe<3

From: (Y/N)<3

It's okay! I'll be safe, no need to worry. I'm not driving yet, though I'm about to. Ttyl!

"Who texted you?" Kuroo asked, not taking his eyes off the road. "It was Kenma, I told him I just got off work." "Okay, we should be there in a few minutes." Kuroo told me, making my lips tug into a small grin.

Not to long later and we arrived at Kenma's house. I couldn't help but have a slight bounce in my step as we walked to the front door, which Kuroo took notice of but chose not to mention. Kuroo had texted Kenma saying he had his surprise and to help him with it when he rang the door bell.

After we confirmed Kenma had seen the text and got a response I rang the doorbell with Kuroo standing behind me. A few minutes later the door opened, revealing Kenma.

When the door opened Kenma's eyes went wide and his mouth went slightly open in shock. His actions made me giggle. Before I could tease him, he quickly grabbed my wrist and pulled me in for a hug. His hands were around my waist as he buried his face into the crook of my neck. My hands rested around his neck as I took in his sent. 'Smells like apple pie...' I thought to myself.

Kenma suddenly pulled back and grabbed me by the chin, quickly making our lips connect for a split second before pulling away again. "Come inside." He said, opening the door wider to let both me and Kuroo inside. 'Tastes like it two.' I thought, with a wide smile.