Iduy + Jlmuy Extras/side stories

What if Hyun had never been accused of his crimes

"I can read," I say turning to him. "Maybe you can't read, four eyes."

"Clearly better than you can," he shakes his head.

"Triceratops," I read off the wall. "See, I can read."

"That one there," he points. "Read it."

"That's just a fancy turtle," I say.

"Read the fancy turtles name then," he says.

"No fair, that's like the hardest thing to pronounce," I say.

"Or you're just stupid," he says.

"What am I going to get out of this anyway?" I ask. "Hmm?"

"Allaeochelys," he says. "That's how you say it."

"Run that by me again," I say.

"Allaeochelys," he says, slowly this time.

"Stupid name," I scoff.

"So you can't say it," he shakes his head.

"Okay, and?" I ask. "At least... At least my names not..."

"Here," he quickly scribbles out his name on a scrap piece of paper. "Read it."

"Tsukishima... Oh no fair," I say. "You can read your first name two different ways."

"It is fair, it's my name," he scoffs. "So?"

"Hmm..." I pause. "What do I get if I pick the right one?"

"Nothing," he shrugs.

"Then I don't want to play," I say.

"You'll get a conversation," he says. "If that's what you're here for."

"What are you here for... Kei?" I ask.

"Guess you won," he says. "What made you go with that one?"

"Don't know," I shrug. "You just look like Kei I guess, a Tsukishima Kei."

"Hmm," he nods his head.

"So what brings you to the museum?" I ask. "You tryna pick up a girl?"

"Maybe," he shrugs. "But one that could read."

"I can read," I say.

"Mhm," he nods his head. "Totally."

"You are terrible at picking up girls," I say. "Garbage."

"I'm not trying to pick up girls," he scoffs.

"Well you clearly are, so I think I should tell you that I'm fifteen years old," I say looking up at him.

"Oh, I... Um, I'm sorry," he says. "I... I should-."

"Proof you were tryna pick me up," I laugh. "You wouldn't have gotten all weird like that. Oh, I'm definitely not fifteen."

"I..." he pauses again.

"You want to see my ID?" I ask to which he stays silent. "Here."

I shake my head, handing him my ID.

"Not fifteen," he nods his head, handing my ID back.

"So what?" I ask. "You're like thirty?"

"I am not thirty, I'm the same age as you," he says.

"So... You tryna pick up girls the same age as yourself?" I ask rolling back onto the heels of my feet.

"You are terrible at trying to pick up guys," he says. "it's kinda sad."

"Hey, I came here looking for a date," I say. "And instead of talking to my date, I spook to you."

"And who is your date?" he asks, quirking a brow. "Did you get stood up?"

"Well he doesn't know that we're going on a date," I say. "So it's fine."

"Great, of course, I had to talk to the crazy one," he shakes his head.

"I'm not crazy," I say.

"So who is this you're stalking?" he asks.

"I am not stalking," I say. "I've never even seen him before, I just heard he like dinosaurs and that he used to go to school with some guy named Kageyama."

"Weird," Tsukishima shakes his head.

-fives months later-

"So you were the guy I was supposed to be stalking all those months ago," I say smoking his arm.

"Did I miss something?" Kageyama asks.

"You went to school with Kei?" I ask.

"Yeah," he nods his head. "What about it?"

"Why didn't you tell me?" I ask.

"Because," Kei says. "I didn't have to."

"Hoe," I say shoving his arm.

"Hey, calm down," he says taking my hand. "Don't need to argue before I meet your parents right?"

"Yeah, whatever," I say.

School is shit and I'm behind lol. Hate my life at this moment.

-Crouton