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When Kaya was six, there was one time that she got sent to detention for boldly shoving a table to one of her classmates.

See, this classmate of hers just asked her if she wanted to join her for lunch.

Kaya wasn't exactly.. a sociable human being during her childhood. She always thought that she'll be just fine on her own. Convinced that things will turn out a lot better if she was alone, the task befriending was automatically out of her to-do-list.

While on detention though, her sensei on first grade gave her a little pep-talk. Of course as her homeroom teacher, she's aware of her habits. Of how she always ends up working alone on group projects (insisting she wants to), and of how she sedately eats her lunch by herself; not even bothering to get out of the classroom. She was well aware of all the things this introverted student of hers does on school. She never thought she'd go as far as shoving a table to her classmate while a teacher was around.

This teacher of hers put her into numerous youth activities that needed communication skills, groups, gatherings, stuff like that. Kaya, at first, didn't accept this abrupt change in her life very warmly. She was, without a doubt against the idea. It was beyond her limit of comprehension as a six year old child why her teacher would go to such boundaries.

She was thankful though. She was glad she put up with so much exposure to things she was uncomfortable with in the past. If she didn't, she wouldn't be where she is right now. She had.. friends. At the very least, she could call them that. Most of them were probably much older than she is, but that isn't really something to raise an issue about.

Well at least she has someone her age considered as an acquaintance, maybe even a friend. This fiery blond would probably consider her much less, but she didn't care anyway.

How would she care about that now, when she's currently enjoying striking his nerve every single minute?

"Piss off." He grimaced, gesturing her to walk herself out and just leave him alone for once. Kaya just chuckled at his pitiful attempt to ged rid of her presence.

"What? I just got here."

You see, Kaya was sick tired of lounging in her house for no apparent reason at all. Well, maybe it was because Amira insisted for her to take the day off and let them run the convenience store for a while. The other employees agreed as well, Kaya labelling them as 'traitors'. Saying she was spending too much time working, when she could enjoy the wonders of life and the joys of being a teen. For the first few hours of just walking and walking like a local lethargic folk, that 'wonders of life' and 'joys of being a teen' wasn't really working out. Thankfully, she managed to cross paths with a certain blond, if you haven't figured that out yet. And then her day got increasingly amusing.

"I'm starting to think you're a stalker."

Kaya mockingly gasped, "Oh my god, you figured me out. I'm so impressed, Katsuki-chan. Such amazing deductive talents you have! Of course, I had a day off work, and I would spend that time stalking you, what else could it possibly be?"

"Are you being sarcastic, woman?"

"It's not called sarcasm, it's called honesty."

Katsuki let out a low growl, "You're just fucking with me, aren't you?"

Although, the lilac haired gal only shrugged, "If I wanted to fuck with you I would've done it a long time ago."

Silence engulfed them and just then did Kaya realize how wrong that sounded, immediately sweating and flailing her arms around.

"Um okay, that came out so wrong. Ugh," She hit her forehead with her palm, "I knew it sounded so much better in my head. Just forget about it." And even with that, Katsuki's face still had an expression of 'what-the-fuck'.

"For the love of God, just drop it. I'm no good with words. Where are you heading anyway?"

Letting the matter immediately drop, Katsuki gestured to the mini café behind her. It was alluring with the aesthetic mixture of gray and nude flush altogether. Kaya was mildly surprised that he goes to such places. You'd think someone like him would probably be chilling in some club, or something of the sort. Then again, he was still a minor.

"You have nice taste, Katsuki-chan. Mind if I accompany you?" Kaya chirped, her eyebrows rising slowly in a suggestive manner.

Katsuki rolled his eyes, "Do what you want."

Kaya blinked, pinched her cheeks and flicked her right ear. Was she hearing things right?

"Did you just agree? Holy shit—"

"Shut up."

"So you're finally accepting me as your pal? I'm touched!"

"Fuck no."

"Lies."

"That's it, I change my mind. Get the fuck away from my sight."

Suddenly, a small girl not younger than five, probably, bumped into Katsuki. The blond, still hot-headed due to their bickering, faced the kid and spat:

"Watch it, brat." His tone was violent and venomous, matching his expression. He looked barbaric, to say the least. Kaya felt pity towards the little girl; she's probably going to be traumatized all her life.

And as if on cue, the girl backed away with tears in her eyes.

Kaya, alarmed, slapped Katsuki's shoulder.

"The hell, Katsuki-chan! You made the poor girl cry! Look."

But Katsuki only shrugged it off, "Ain't my fault this punk didn't watch where she's going."

"Seriously?" Kaya deadpanned, sighing, kneeling down to reach the little girl's small frame, "Uh, hey, you okay? I'm sorry for this guy. He's been through a lot this day.. um.." Kaya reached out to her pockets, finding only a pack of her cigar and a lighter.

That wasn't right, she remembered that she stuck a lollipop here or two before going. Her eyes lit up when her hand hit a familiar circle-shaped candy.

"Here, have this." She let out a sigh of relief when the girl accepted it and calmed down.

The young girl immediately stood up, hugging Kaya quickly. Jumping, she umwrapped the lollipop and popped it in her mouth, a gleam of innocent glee reflected in her eyes. Somehow, it reminded Kaya of what she lost; that innocent happiness.

"Thanks so much, pretty lady!" Her words were a little clumsy still, to where Kaya chuckled at. She skipped away happily, a lollipop in her mouth.

Kaya faced Katsuki then after.

"You totally scared that girl. I bet she's gonna have nightmares of you tonight."

He scoffed, "Whatever."

Just like that, they headed for the café just across the road. They didn't order much, just two cups of regular coffee. In Katsuki's case, though, he preferred the black one. The two decided for a take-out, since the café was pretty much full already. It'd be bothersome to wait for a table anyways.

Before they parted ways, Kaya called out to Katsuki.

"Hey, Katsuki-chan! Let's exchange contacts!" He just gave her an odd look before pulling out his phone from his pocket.

Apalled that he actually gave it that quick, Kaya stared at him for a few moments.

"The fuck is it?" Katsuki, noticing her stare, felt uncomfortable. Never has it been very comforting to feel someone's burning gaze on you.

"Oh, it's nothin'!"

After exchanging contacts, the two parted ways.

"Bye, Katsuki-chan!"

"Yeah."

Used to the response, Kaya didn't ponder much about it.

- - -

TO: katsunki

fr: kaya tsumei

[ awesome owner slash friend coming through yeah yeah good night to u katsuki-chan (; ]

TO: loud bitch

fr: katsuki bakugou

[ shut the fuck up ]

TO: katsunki

fr: kaya tsumei

[ ain't even talking smartass and btw you're named kaTSUNki on my contacts if u got the pun send 'kaya is awesome!' ]

TO: loud bitch

fr: katsuki bakugou

[ cHANGE THAT U FUCKER ]

TO: katsunki

fr: kaya tsumei

[ but katsuki-chan, that's not how you spell 'kaya is awesome' ))": ]

- - -

Kaya laughed out loud, putting down her phone in the process. Getting his contact was a genius idea, since she could bother him anytime, as long as he opens his inbox. Pogako, seeing the fifteen year old girl laugh to herself outside Yoake, grinned.

"Seems like you enjoyed your day off."

Kaya turned to the owner of the voice, who was Pogako, leaning towards the door frame.

"Hm? Yeah," Kaya smiled, "I did."