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VIBING WITH A MENTAL ILLNESS; 

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VIBING WITH A MENTAL ILLNESS; 

"The hell you are?" Y/n interrupted, surprised (but not really) at Reki's sudden outburst. The two boys were different in many ways, but they were always very alike in the sense that they protected their friends. The difference was Reki would protect just about anybody while Y/n stuck to his friends. 

"If emotions could be seen what would they be?" Adam suddenly said. 

"Huh?!" 

"I believe it will be a spring. That spring will have different amounts of water depending on the occasion," he said, skating toward Reki. "My spring is currently completely dry. Because I don't have even the slightest of interest in you." 

He hopped back onto his board, skating back to Langa. 

"You! You're good! It gushes out! That's right..." he picked up Langa's face with his fingers. "The prize of this bet shall be you! If I win, you will skate with me next time." 

"...sure." Langa agreed, making everyone's eyes widen. 

"Hey! Langa!" 

"It's a deal." 

Reki sighed in defeat, knowing he wasn't going to be able to change Langa's mind now. Y/n walked up to Reki, looking him dead in the eye. "Before we get on with this, mind if I use your board for a quick second?" 

Reki looked at him in surprise. Was he going to skate? Now? But why? 

"U-Um...sure?" he handed him his board, wondering where this was going to go. 

The boy took it in his hands and spun around slightly. He ran toward the masked man, whacking him in the face with the colourful board. "I have wanted to do that for so long, and we only met 5 minutes ago." 

"You're always like that

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"You're always like that." Reki groaned as he slowly put his English textbook down. "You should be more like y/n!" he whisper-yelled. 

"Is that a compliment?" you asked to which there was no response. 

"You mean the y/n that smacked Adam in the face last night?" Langa asked, dropping his textbook as well. 

"And I would do it again," you smirked, leaning back in your chair. 

"Well..." Reki sighed. "You know what I mean!" he shouted at Langa but when he opened his eyes Langa was sitting quietly at his own desk and their teacher smacked him in the head with a paper. 

Later that day, Reki and Langa went to a nearby ramen restaurant that they liked. Reki invited y/n to come but the boy politely declined, saying he had other plans tonight. 

It made Reki curious. The y/n he knew only talked to him and Langa. What other plans could he have? 

Nevertheless, he made his way to the restaurant, and now he was continuing his earlier conversation with Langa. 

"Yea. He's the one that started "S". Some say he's still undefeated." Reki explained as Langa became more and more interested in the masked man. "The other founding members probably know more about him." 

"Founding members?" Langa asked. 

"Yea like Joe and Cherry. They probably--" 

"That's not true." Joe interrupted, slurping some noodles. He wore his striped white and orange beach shirt, the top button loose as the shirt sat comfortably around his muscles. 

"Joe?!" Reki exclaimed, extremely surprised to see someone of his skill at some random ramen place. 

"I was skating with Adam way before "S" started," Joe said, completely ignoring Reki's sudden outburst. 

"You know him?" Langa asked, leaning over the counter to get a better look at the buff skater. He was, in all honesty, a bit intimidated, but he wasn't going to let it show. "So he really is an amazing skater?" 

"People call him the "Matador Of Love". I don't get it." Joe mumbled to himself. "I don't get any of him anymore." 

Meanwhile, y/n carried himself to the nearby hospital, searching the room number that he had seen so many times in the past. 089. The room that held his unconscious sister. 

A nurse walked past his slouched figure, giving him a slight pat on the back as a sign of reassurance. She didn't stay long as she wanted to leave the siblings by themselves. 

He nodded to himself and opened the door, wanting no more than for his wishes to become a reality. For her to finally wake up. But there's a reason wishes are called wishes. They were a gift that only some people got the chance of receiving. 

"Hey, sis," he whispered, sitting by her side and pulling her hand into his. She was older than him, by about 3 years. But she was only his age when the accident happened. The reason why he never skated anymore. The reason why he tried with all of his might to keep Reki, and now Langa, to keep themselves from being hurt. 

Because his sister was in a skating accident. 

anyone realize what the room number is connected to? 

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anyone realize what the room number is connected to? 

ps: go drink some water :)

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