y/n and her friends has been at the mall for almost an hour now picking out clothes, makeup, accessories, etc.

They had decided to stop by the food court and get some food.

Sitting down waiting for there food they were talking about there love life.

One of them has previously asked y/n about hers and y/n still hadn't responded

"U-uh I don't know hah, kenn-"

"kenma again?! Girl, what did u do now?" kiyoko said slightly slouching on the table in front of her

y/n rolled her eyes

"What kiy, I didn't do anything!"

"yea kiy she didn't do a dang thing." hitoka said mocking her

"For real you guys it was totally him this time!" y/n mumbled playing with her hair

hitoka and kiyoko both side eyed each other not believing a word she said.

They knew how she was.

"hm I thought u guys broke up?" Hitoka claimed siding eyeing her

"Well yea but.."  y/n mumbled once again. lowering head.

"How about we find you a new mannn girl. It's time to let kenma gooo, girl!" kiyoko said flipping her hair and redoing her cherry lipstick

as if on queue a guy walked to there table looking at y/n

"Hey gorgeous" he said winking at her

He was too cocky for her liking.

As if she wasn't.

and he wasn't kenma.

y/n simply got up and walked towards a nearby shop.

I'm which she later found out was a jewelry shop

As she looked at the glass she saw the sets of jewelry shining through the glass

as she waited for someone to come and help her out pick one out she saw kenma surrounded by what it looked like 6 girls or more.

She didn't like it one bit.

She rolled her eyes.

Thinking it was disgusting. All those low life wannabes all up on kenma like that.

And what made it worse he didn't do anything about it.

She tried to ignore him

Maybe she should've taken kiyoko advice.

But as she heard the girls giggles around him she couldn't take it anymore.

She walked towards him pushing the girls out of the way until she got to him.

She found it stupid how all these girls who seemed to all be friends fawning over the same guy.

And he enjoyed it

Ew.

She grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the jewelry store along with her.

Glaring at the girls too back off.

And so they did

Not without waving there beloved kenma goodbye.

y/n gagged at the sight

"n/n, what are you doing" he frowned

y/n rolled her eyes.

"oh how sad, did you wanna get pretty girls number over there" y/n voice softened "go along and run after her u might catch her" she shoo' d him.

He rolled his eyes

"did you follow me here?" He frowned

"What. Ew. No." she gawked

"I was just here with my friends" she mumbled

"Where are they?" kenma asked looking around for them but they were no where in sight

"They were at the food court I just walked away because I didn't wanna be there anymore"

"I just came from the food court" he said

"No u came from a group of girls" she rolled her eyes

"I don't like it when you say it like that, you make it seem like I'm a womanizer" he pouted

"Becuase u are" y/n rolled her eyes at him for the 6th time today

signaling the worker to come over she pointed at the sterling silver bracelet with a red heart in the middle.

The worker opened the glass from her side pulling it out letting y/n get a closer look at it

She smiled looking at it

She remembered having one of those bracelets as a child but it had broke and she'd cried for days

Her parents tried getting her it again but it was out of stock

y/n walked over to the cashier pulling her golden card out.

kenma swiped his card and took the designer in his hands handing it to y/n

"I could have payed myself you know"

y/n walked out of the shop heading back to the food court

"I'm well aware" kenma sarcastically replied as he followed

"I'm not some poor little girl you know"

"you know your happy just shut up and take it. Who said rich people couldn't receive gifts"

y/n side eyed him before smiling

"Shut up"

y/n moved her hand above her mouth covering her smile from kenma.

Truth be told she was genuinely happy.







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Shut up ik this was shitty but ill
Try and make the mext one better !

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