39. yukio, a walking matchstick.

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takahashi:

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takahashi:

    " hey come try this! " you called over.

there you were, looking like Aphrodite under the sunlight which kissed your skin. you were holding onto an uneaten character cotton candy. before he could even budge, he saw haru making his way towards you. he was about to go over too when he felt someone grab his hand.

" ran? takahashi ran? "

that voice sounds oddly familiar. wait... please tell me it's not who i think it is.

" ran? it's you right? "

yeah, no doubt that's him.

" yukio sakamoto, " takahashi said under his breath as he turned around.

the first thing takahashi noticed was how different sakamoto looked. he grew significantly taller since he last saw him. the next thing he noticed was his unmissable hair.

why does he look like a matchstick?

takahashi noticed that he definitely grew into his features too. there was little to no baby fat on his face, just handsomeness written all over it. takahashi also noticed that he bulked up.

there was a strange feeling bubbling in takahashi's heart. he never intended to see this man again. ever.

takahashi didn't know what to feel when fate suddenly reintroduced sakamoto back into his life after two years. the change in sakamoto's appearance made takahashi realise how much time had passed since they parted and how much the both of them grew without each other's presence. it left a bitter taste on his tongue.

" hey bro! how long has it been since i last saw you? a year? two? " sakamoto said as he hugged takahashi who didn't know what to do so he just awkwardly stood there.

" two years i guess, " takahashi uncomfortably replied.

" you don't seem very happy to see me, " sakamoto pouted as he pulled back from takahashi, " that's funny. you used to call me yukio. "

" i don't think we're that close anymore, " takahashi spat.

sakamoto pressed his lips into a thin line as the inner corners of his eyebrows angled up slightly. he quickly dropped the face as he turned the corner of his mouth upwards. he was smiling again.

but nothing passed takahashi. he knew this boy too well. he could tell sakamoto was hurt from his comment but after what had happened between them, takahashi became selfish. he didn't care how badly his words stabbed him.

after all, guilt is to the spirit, what pain is to the body.

screw you.

" ha ha... ouch man, " sakamoto fake laughed as he clutched his chest area, pretending to look like he was shot in the heart.

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