Growing up, you lived in a toxic household. You then met a boy who had saved you from your toxic life and introduced you to a new life.
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"I gotta head out. Stay here till I come back. Don't leave this room. My mom is sleeping in her room, so I don't wanna risk gettin you caught."
"Ok."
You left the bowl on top of the drawer and left to the bathroom. Once you got out, you sat in the chair by his desk and ate your food. As you were done, you were looking around his room.
His room looks nice.
Even if it's a bit messy, it still looked better than your room. You were just looking around when a picture grabbed your attention.
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Must be his friend.
You kept looking around since you were supposed to stay in Baji's room for a while. There wasn't much for you to look at honestly. You saw a few books. Two of them were from school and three were manga books. You decided to read the manga books since you were bored. When you finished reading, you spent the rest of the time drawing. You weren't that great of an artist, but you still enjoyed it. Even if some of your work came out looking sloppy.
A door was heard opening. You heard footsteps heading towards the living room. It must be his mom. I must stay quiet. You continued on with your drawing not making any noise.
Time went by and it was now 4:20pm. You were wondering where Baji was. He's taking forever. You then heard Baji's voice.
"I'm so hungry. Is there any food?"
"I was just about to get started on making something."
"Ugh, I'm sooo hungry."
His mother sighed. "I'll make sure to be quick. Just wait for a while."
He just sighed and went to his room. You turned your head to see Baji.
"Hey."
"Hi."
"Sorry I got here late. I just went shopping. Look, I got you some clothes."
He threw his bag over at you. You unzipped his bag and saw clothes inside. "H-how'd you get this?"
"Does it matter?"
"D-did you steal them?"
Baji was shocked. He scratched the back of his neck. "You ask to many questions."
You didn't want to question him anymore and just took the clothes out. You took out five pairs of shirts, four pairs of pants, a sweater and undergarments. You felt embarrassed seeing the undergarments.
