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zee hesitated a few seconds before finally going on 'send'

zee: hey, it's the boy from the other day .. at the store

He sighed, the pressure finally easing before jumping as he felt his phone vibrate directly in his hand.

liya: heyyyy, have you finally thought about sending me a message? : p

The young man shook his head before biting his lip as he typed out an answer that he hoped wouldn't sound bizarre.

zee: I woke up thinking about you and decided to contact you.

Was that a little too honest? However, it was true, he had curiously woken up thinking of the young woman's smile.

liya: should I feel honored? : d

zee: you should, yes .. ^^

liya: lol, what are you doing Thursday night?

zee: Thursday night?

The young man insulted himself mentally. 'She just said it. Why are you asking again?' He bit the inside of his cheek, hoping Liya would understand that he had just been dumb.

liya: yes, Thursday lol, the day after Wednesday and before Friday.

zee smiled as reading the young woman's response before answering.

zee: nothing. Wanna go eat?

The answer was immediate.

liya: oof, I thought you would never ask !!

The young man smiled before putting his phone in his pocket.

He had a date.

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hm? ' Saint asked himself when he heard a knock on the door.

He frowned as he approached the door, wondering who could come to their house. Until now, few people knew their address since zee cherished tranquility above all else and didn't wanted the few friends he had to come to his house unexpectedly. Whenever saint tried to invite friends over, a long discussion ensued before the younger gave up and got used to the idea that Zee wouldn't change his mind.

Saint opened the door and came across a young woman with long dark hair, milky skin and a radiant smile. He cocked his head to the side before sighing, hoping it wasn't one of the Jehovah's Witnesses he'd given his address to the other time.

'who are you ?' he asked.

'saint-' he heard behind him.

'liya' replied the young woman, offering her her hand.

saint turned to zee who was hurrying towards them before offering an embarrassed smile to Liya who returned it. The younger silently observed the exchange that had just taken place before snorting and rolling his eyes. He remembered the hand the young woman held out to him and decided not to do the same.

'hi' he said.

'suppapong' threatened zee.

'no worries,' liya said, bringing her hand back to her before running it through her silky hair. 'my little brother is the same'

'little brother?' repeated saint before turning to zee and then to liya. 'i'm not his little brother '

'oh, who are you then?' asked the young girl, taken aback.

'I do not know.' saint replied, raising his eyebrows before turning to zee and giving him a fake smile, 'Who am I, P'?'

'I-' started zee, searching for his words but it was without counting on saint who turned on his heels, deciding that he had had enough.

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