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shit

i'm gonna be in big trouble

you sighed and sat down on the concrete floor, your back facing a wall of some store in the middle of the street, a bit of worried that your uniform will get dirty

even though you memorized the address of your new school last night, you still forgot it anyways

i even forgot my phone...

having this kind of disease sucks so bad..

you thought it's fine to forget the location because you can question people who are around this street

but surprisingly, there were no people in sight

is it okay to be absent at your first day of highschool?

-

someone's pov:

"i think she's crying"

"what"

"a girl in our uniform, she looks like she's crying in the middle of the street"

"ikki just- just come here quickly, you're gonna be late"

"yeah, I'll be in a minute"

when the person he's talking to ended the call he glanced again at the woman that looks like crying

i wonder what year is she in..

should i do something?

he walked closer to the woman sitting infront of a closed bar

he crouched a bit, hesitating to talk to her, "um, ma'am?" he spoke

at first there was no answer from her, she never raised her head that's leaning in her knees

niko was going to left the woman but he heard the her talk, "i'm not homeless just lost, ill leave for a moment"

"ah no, that's not what i meant to say" he spoke

"huh" she spoke, finally lifting her head up. niko noticed that her eyes were a bit red, its either she was crying a while ago or she was about to cry

niko paused a bit before replying, "i was going to question if you're okay, are you?"

the woman looked down "no".

"oh. can i ask what year are you in?" he spoke

"first year, why?" she spoke looking at him

"you're lost right?". she nodded, "a bit of sucks that im lost in my first day" she spoke while sighing

"you're lucky then. i'm also a first year, let's go together" he smiled, handing his hand to the lady

she looked up at him, her eyes a little widen

your pov:

after hearing his words made you feel something, what was that feeling called again?

you reached out your hand, the time when your palm was firmly placed into his you felt your heart jump as he dragged you up in your feet before you could even response

you almost tripped at how fast he was dragging you. you heard him laugh lightly

"were going this fast because we only have a few minutes left" he spoke

"oh.."

"I'm sorry if this is not the right time to question this but may i ask your name?" he spoke turning his head smiling lightly

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