1. We don't text each other during school
2. Set my contact name as Dragon
3. If you've read this, I will text you "blue," and you have to reply with "lock"
So calculated, Ryuusei snorted. It would be nice of his secret admirer to simply reveal themselves instead of playing this game. Although I was the one who suggested playing a game... But the game was 8-ball not this stupid shit.
There was a warning at the end that if Ryuusei were to break any of the rules listed above, the texting would stop. Indefinitely.
The blonde crumpled the paper into a ball and squeezed until his hand went numb from the pressure. Realizing he had been holding his breath for the duration he exhaled. He could feel a trickle of sweat slithering down his back. Slightly gross, but also cool. A chilling sensation, almost so cool and chilly it felt hot.
Ryuusei unfolded the wrinkled ball and reread the message, a grin emerging and stretching with every word absorbed. He wasn't one to follow other people's rules, but if it meant being one step closer to discovering the identity of his secret admirer, he could oblige.
YOU ARE READING
SECRET ADMIRER ( ryuurin )
Fanfiction𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘶 𝘙𝘺𝘶𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘪, 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. Even though the thoughts of this being a prank bubbled quietly at the back of his mind, Ryuusei ripped a corner of a page from his math notebook and wrote: 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰�...
