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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"What?! S-stop looking at me like that!!" for the first time ever, you were the one who was making him so flustered.
You were just starting just how fun it truly was...maybe there really was reason why he'd keep trying to make you turn so red.
"Since when could you sing like that?!"
"Sing like what?!" the bus unfortunately suddenly stopped towards your destination, your home. You quickly stood up, but not before you shared one last glance towards Mr. E.
His eyes seemed much more colder than usual and his lips quivered a bit, almost like if he was trying not to frown.
Mr. E's attitude was quite different from what you had just seen a few minutes ago; It threw you off a bit.
You didn't know what to say nor what to do, so you just left like that, without even daring to say goodbye or even look back.
But little did you know how much Mr. E's life would change after your disappearance...
As you got off of the bus, you hid behind a small corner, just to look at his face one more time before he'd have to leave. You didn't know why exactly you were doing this, you just feel the sudden urge to look at his face one more time.
You knew very well that this was considered to be weird and creepy. Anyone passing by would see you as an obsessive person, but you just didn't care about what anyone had to say, you needed to tame the sudden fluttering feeling you were feeling for him.
"His eyes shined through the window, as his nonchalant face somehow struck my heart, like if an arrrow was shot through my heart- WAIT A MINUTE IS HE GETTING OFF OF THE SAME STOP AS ME?!" you quietly narrated towards yourself, a funny habit you picked up when you were little.
And you were right, Mr. E was actually getting off of the same stop as you. Walking through the empty yet alarming streets, he'd quietly whistle while kicking random pebbles he would see in the streets out of pure boredom, with you following him right behind him.
You know, you didn't think stalking someone would be so easy. Anyone can basically do it!
For the next five minutes, you'd try and keep a distance from him, yet still be close enough to actually be able to see him and stalk him well. You had no clue as to why you were doing this, but something inside you felt a bit iffy at the fact of him waiting until you left to leave to his destination.
You had feeling that this sort of mission you were going on, was going to solve the type of mystery that was Mr. E. Whether that would be his real name, his real persona or his real family, you were going to solve it.
