A collection of faded memories of your past lover, Ni-ki, that you still hold onto.
𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 "𝘔𝘳. 𝘌" 𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘺!
(𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 "𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖫𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾- 𝖣𝖠𝖸𝟨)
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"Why not? I'm just saying the truth! Plus...I like your reaction to it." his devious smirk only grew bigger and bigger, as you hid deeper and deeper into your jacket.
"H-how would you feel if I called you that!!"
"I'd be fine with it...I'd like that, actually." he went closer and closer towards you, which made you even more flustered, but you could tell that this was all but a game for him.
He tucked a some strands of hair behind your ear, right as the bus stopped and opened its doors for you two.
Both you and Mr. E quickly walked towards the bus before it shut its door, with you quickly sitting down next to the window, trying to ignore the boy as much as you could after that awkward interaction.
You couldn't really understand how inconsistent he was with his emotions towards you. One day he hates your guts and leaves you to the dust, the next day he might just flirt with you.
He was just using you as a toy; You were his own personal toy to play around with and once he was done with you, he'd throw you away and play with the next, leaving you all broken and confused.
Although a part of you would say that wasn't true...another wouldn't like to believe such words.
You couldn't possibly fall in love with someone now, it was too early for this...isn't there supposed be a moment where you'd first befriend and learn about the guy and then fall in love with him?
You're supposed to know him, you're supposed to love a man, someone who knows you and you know them...but then why were you falling for a stranger?
A boy who wouldn't even share his name? A boy who's filled with mystery...
You wanted to solve that mystery that was Mr. E.
You knew that if you weren't careful, you'd quickly fall in love and it would be too late. It had happened too many times and you weren't looking to get hurt anymore.
It was safer to hide inside and wait for the feelings pass by...like wait for a fever to pass. You always liked to compare falling in love to falling ill, as they both put you in a bad state and made you feel sick to your stomach.
Yet once you wake up early to the alarm ringing right into your ear, you realize...maybe you do want to be sick, maybe you do want to fall in love, as getting up from your bed without anyone beside you makes you feel empty inside.
