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Toya laid in his bed and stared at the ceiling. "I can't sleep," he thought. For four months now he had nightmares. Nightmares that made him want to vomit. Not because it was disgusting—no, it made him want to vomit because what he saw in those nightmares was absolutely terrifying.

The blue haired looked at his phone, opened WhatsApp and clicked on the chat with Akito and him. It's been three weeks since they've got to know each other and not a single thing changed in that time. School was as boring as it was before and people still laughed about Toya. But Toya just shrugged it off. He knew that they had a reason. And he knew that reason very well.

Today, 03:02 AM

You: hey are you awake
i cant sleep

...

No response. Sighing, Toya turned off his phone and started staring at the ceiling again, when his phone lit up.

Today, 03:03 AM

Akito: yeah
another nightmare?

You: mhmm

Akito: do u wanna face time?

Read.

Toya called Akito and the ginger haired almost immediately accepted.

"Haha, good morning," Akito said in a sleepy voice.

"Yeah, hi." Toya laid his phone down next to him so Akito couldn't see his face.

"Are you alright?" the ginger asked.

The blue haired hummed. "I think so...I just feel a bit sick."

"Should I come over?"

"You're crazy. It's just...that nightmare has been haunting me for so long now."

"Is it always the same one?"

"Yeah." Toya looked at his phone from the side and saw Akito laying in his bed with his messy hair and without a shirt. "...Are you...sleeping without a shirt?"

"Only in summer because of the heat. Normally I sleep with a shirt, why?"

"Ah, I don't know- I was just curious."

The ginger haired smiled. "It's already Saturday...damn, time sure flies by fast. Are you feeling a bit better?"

"Yeah...I'm tired but I don't think I can fall asleep."

"I'll stay in the call and wait until you're asleep."

"Really?"

"Sure." Akito laughed softly. "Should I sing something for you?"

"You can sing?"

"Well, my sister always told me that I can sing very well. I'm not a professional though."

"Haha, don't worry about it. If you want you can sing." The blue haired male laid down in his bed again and put his phone next to his head on the pillow.

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