"Woi! That's mine!" Raja yells as Anne takes her sugar biscuits without guiltiness. "I already said I wanna eat this too" Anne sluggishly replies. Bickering in the morning as usual. Thank Allah, no more waiting for Raja's excrement. Farah does not want to wait for her. Just like when Anne was waiting yesterday. She merely obstructs their ageless quarrel from entering her precious earlobes with tiredness and grimace showers her face. What a good way to start a day. Farah could only sigh. Her forenoon got ruined by these bickies damsels.
They finish breakfast early half an hour so they wander to acknowledge more about Tokyo, strolling outside the hotel before starting the tour, side by side and cling hands to each other with Anne on the left and Raja on the right. Farah is the one clinging on them like chains. Not going to let them go for safety and embracing purpose. Minutes later, a foreign man wearing a black shade and black hat with a white stripe on it collides with one of them as they walk on the footpath back to the hotel.
He inadvertently steps on Farah's shoe and the force makes Farah pushes Anne pretty hefty. He sees it thereupon says sorry but somehow sounds insincere in Anne's ears. The other two unnoticed it as they focus on his fine brown orbs in lieu. It seems intentional. He did it for an unclear reason that Anne could not tell. She sounds paranoid for sure but she could differentiate whether he is sincere or not. She keeps looking at her best friends' countenance but they... ugh! 'Why I'm the only one who could sense it? S*d!'
She did not tell them but her front shows it all. Farah and Raja catch sight of her expression. But they seem gleeful and jumpy since they rose up from the bed and sofa bed till now. It was Raja's turn yesterday to sleep on the sofa bed. She got no trouble to drift off as soon as she plopped herself on it. Anne regards it off and smiles slightly shaking her head as well as continuing to walk some little steps. Yet then, she feels hurt gradually in her left ankle. D*mmit! It literally looks fine before. She discerns her ankle sprain caused by the sudden push the moment she goes on a few steps at the parking lot.
"You okay, Anne?" Farah asks.
"Whoa, are you okay?" Raja swiftly questions almost in unison but a tad late.
"It looks... quite distended" Farah adds.
"You still can walk, aren't you, no?" Raja queries once again before she could answer them.
She assuredly tells them it did hurt but just a little and no need to worry about it. It will be cured in a short amount of time thus she acts and dances like she is fine afterwards although it did make her in pain. Plus one point damage for dancing. Still, she easily convinces them with the dance and they believe it. The trio shares the same brain cell. To begin their tour of the day, they will uncover all the other secrets of Tokyo. They visit all the important landmarks as well as will be enjoyed a little bit of souvenir shopping later in the evening.
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The afternoon has passed with sightseeing and now it is 6 in the evening. They walk to the toilet in the mall after some souvenir shopping earlier except for Raja as she wants to find another souvenir for her family and cousins. Anne wants to widdle so Farah accompany her and wait outside. After finishing widdling, she sees the insincere man steps outside of the male toilet. 'Wait, I saw him walk into the restroom just now with his friend or... I don't know. Whose that? With him? He looks familiar... like a student from Khairi's field' She thought while waiting for him to walk a bit far so she could follow. She tries pursuing him later yet in a matter of seconds he disappears.
"Where did he go? Not again... arg-" She mutters.
A low pitch hiss could be heard as Farah pulls her forearm all of a sudden. All she could do is bite her lower lip to cover the pain. It stings more than the dance. Farah weirdly frown. She did not know why Anne's mug look pale. She was fine just now and she heard what she said. Who's he? Why she wanna find him? She thought. She wants to ask her but chooses to shrug it off for now. Anne knew Farah heard it and hoped she would forget it. She got no proof to explain and does not want her to accuse her plus she is lazy to tell the whole story.
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Hyperventilated
Horror3 students, Anne, Farah and Raja were best friends ever since years ago. They were on good terms ever since then but not until Anne encountered one mysterious student that look like Ariif, the man she hates the most. The mysterious student once ment...
