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1:02 ───●─────────── 3:14 ↻ʀᴇᴘʟᴀʏ II ᴘᴀᴜsᴇ⇉ sᴋɪᴘ
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ʳᵃᵗ ᵇʸ ᵖᵉⁿᵉˡᵒᵖᵉ ˢᶜᵒᵗᵗ (ɴᴏᴡᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ)
ᵇᵃᵐᵇᵃᵐ ᵇʸ ᵃⁿᵍᶦᵉ, ʰᵃʳʳᶦˢᵒⁿ ᶠᶦʳˢᵗ
¹²³⁴⁵ˢᵉˣ ᵇʸ ᵘᵖˢᵃʰˡ
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UNKOWN NUMBER
??? heyy :) its nishinoya remember me? ;)
seen
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𝖎 looked at my phone screen more confused than at the maths question our teacher was just writing on the chalkboard. nishinoya? as in nishinoya yu? what the hell does he suddenly want? my heart started racing and lots of question marks popped up above my head.
nishinoya and i went to kindergarten and junior high together. you could say that we used to be friends, but we were never really close to each other. back then I didn't realize we were friends though. probably because of the fact i always saw him as my one and only crush. there was no one else who was a match for him. back then he just seemed perfect, no matter what kinda trouble he always got himself into. i just liked him because he was funny, entertaining and good looking. that was enough for me to look over his 'flaws'.
ever since we left junior high, we had lost contact though. we chose different high schools and on top of that I moved to another prefecture. we met a few times by accident, thanks to me being our school's volleyball team's manager, but only had some small talk and nothing more. we didn't even exchange numbers and i feel like that just shows how we really were just friends or even just classmates at this point, nothing more.
i decided to ignore his text for now since i didn't wanted to risk the teacher noticing me being on my phone during class again. i could still deal with this later anyway.
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"saw you texting in class earlier." my best friend suna calmly remarked as we were walking through the schools hallways. he loosened his maroon-colored tie one handed while his other hand rested in his blazers pocket. "is that something so extraordinary?" i scoffed and grinned at him. "its not like you're on your phone yourself 90% of the time in class but okay, be the one to call me out." he scoffed as i said that. "well, i was just curious. you didn't seem too happy about the text." he pushed open the door for us to step out into the fresh summer air, the heat immediately hitting us.
