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Kuroo Tetsurō decides a week later, after his brief talk with Kenma, that he is going to confront Chitōse Akiko. He feels that he owes her an apology for making her uncomfortable, which is the complete opposite of what he originally intended to do. He wants to see her get mad about something he does or says. Instead, he did something that made him question every single life choice he has ever made, from not making his bed that one morning to why the hell did I stare at Chitōse-san's ass! The bed-head boy just wants to see a vein pop because he made a comment about her crappy handwriting (which he can't even if he wants to, because her hiragana and kanji are flawless), or wants her to punch his arm because he would not agree with anything she says and become so frustrated to get violent (but of course she has great idea and they just happen to work really well together).
Nonetheless, he knows he needs to make up for his cringey antics.
That morning, he stops by Akiko's desk, his hands shoved into his front pockets. There she is, sitting, her hair braided loosely to one side, ankles crossed, back straight, and her delicate hands making words flow on paper. She looks up as he approaches, brown eyes searching his own inquisitively yet inviting.
"Good morning, Chitōse-san."
She smiles kindly. "Good morning, Kuroo-san."
Tetsurō doesn't know what to say after that. He practiced in the mirror all morning, had a whole speech planned out too, but now, standing in front of her, the words are gone and he doesn't know how to begin to apologize.
'Hey Chitōse-san, great working with you, sorry I checked out your ass' or 'Chitōse-san, I only wanted to make you angry by being a jerk, not make you uncomfortable by being a creep.'
No. No. No No! None of that works! Why can't I just remember what I was going to say!
He must look like a fool standing there awkwardly while trying to figure out what to say to Akiko because she decides to take mercy on him by speaking up for the dark-hair boy.
"How have you been, Kuroo-san?"
Tetsurō snaps out of his thoughts and takes a hand out of his pocket to rub the back of his neck, an awkward lopsided grin playing on his lips.
"I'm well, thank you."
A breath of silence.
"Um-" she continues, "is there anything that you need?"
Had anyone else asked Tetsurō that question, he'd think that they are trying to get rid of him; but the way that she says it in her kind voice makes him believe that she is genuinely interested in the possibility that he can ask for anything, and she would help him with it.
"Y-yeah," he coughs. "I. . . I was just wondering if you want to have lunch with me? I kind of packed some extra tsukemono and hadn't realized I also still have an anpan from practice last night. . . I guess I just wanted to see if you'd, uh, like some too."
Oh gods, Tetsurō thinks. That was too cringey. I'm a joke! I'm sure everyone will be talking about how I got shot down by one of the nicests girls in school. Oh- this is so embarrassing.
"I'd love to."
Oh?
"I'm glad you admitted to bringing a little more food," she continued while rummaging through her bag and producing two bentos; one large bento for a full meal and a smaller one that could contain one or two items. "I accidentally made myself too much this morning and I was worried about not finishing it. This way we can share and have a nice meal."
"I look forward to it, Chitōse-san."
(Edited 09/23/2020)
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This chapter has had a few grammatical corrections, along with fixing the tenses, capitalizations, etc. A few sentences have been altered, deleted, or added but nothing too major.