Chapter {22} ~ PERCEIVED.

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Keywords

"___" - Someone talking

'___' Someone's thoughts

"___" Telepathically communicating

[ F/F ] = Favorite food

[ F/C ] = Favorite color

[ F/A ] = Favorite animal

'Example text.' = ???

[ H/C ] = Hair colour

<more will be added soon>

Slyly lowering their phone back down after scanning through the last recent sent messages of their group-chat with their friends from outside of P

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Slyly lowering their phone back down after scanning through the last recent sent messages of their group-chat with their friends from outside of P.K, [ Y/N ] focused back on the other four friends they had at hand.

They didn't even know how they ended up spending their day with the perfect pretty girl, A boy stuck in some delusional fantasy, the head-empty ( literally ) dude, and then a dry man.

Did they just come up with some random nicknames on the spot while skimming through them because they forgot their names and are too prideful and embarrassed to admit that truthfully? No.

Okay— maybe, but [ Y/N ] couldn't help but slightly drift behind the four walking in front of them now as they stared off into space thinking about the intrusive thoughts and how they might win them over this time.

Like how they should purposefully see if they can fall down face first without letting their body repulse and second-guess itself, or how they could begin to run around in circles and risk tripping off the ledge of the sidewalk and onto incoming traffic— It was somehow tempting to them. Too tempting.

'Okay, so what if I just...' Before being able to quietly slide their feet forward as they prepared to lean backwards to fall down, they were called out by somebody who stopped walking along with everyone else to ask them what they were even doing just now. "[ Y/N ]—" He didn't want to say but Saiki also didn't want to have to deal with some injured person as it would cause more of an issue for him.

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