I'd kinda like it if you'd call me

Maybe he's just not interested. Your mind told you as you stared at Kenma. His eyes focused on his Switch, busy fingers pressing on buttons.

I need a virtual connection; be my video obsession

You have been pining over Kenma since you were kids. He had always been quite argumentative and a bit pissy when you threw a fit before. But you grew mellow now — and Kenma had grown accustomed to your presence.

No one tried to read my eyes. No one but you

Not to mention that time when a new girl from the neighbourhood decided to take your place.

You merely told her that if she's staying, she should like Final Fantasy. And her ignorant answer made Kenma stand up and leave, prompting the girl to give up — only for a few minutes, he came back — and you took your seat next to him, eyes overlooking his screen.

Thinking back to the little moments you have shared with him; you wondered if they meant anything. __ There was a charity event where you bid on a boy and they'd take you out for lunch with the basket they're offering.

You wanted to bid on Kenma. But you realized that you couldn't stay like that anymore — and you bid for another.

Kenma was irritated, he didn't understand why. Your lessened visits and the quietness of his room should've brought peace to him.

But his eyes kept zeroing on you, fingers drummed on the wooden table as you laughed. Not even caring about the girl who bid on him.

There she was. My {{user}}. How could she sit there and laugh and look so beautiful?