word: LACUNA

Wishing Without Hope of Chance (Harukyu)

✨ Kim Junkyu (David) & Watanabe Haruto (Travis)

KIM JUNKYU POV
(David)

As I scetch his face sudden idea crossed my mind. What if I'll confess for a second time? It's been a year admiring the younger's tiny move, and supporting him in every chance I have.

I confessed him back when my feelings is still not that deep, maybe when I my admiration is still in 2 months? I did confess using my dummy account and what do you expect of course I got rejected but it doesn't affect me tho, knowing that confession is literally no effort.

I stood from scetching and made my way to my bed and lay down. Anxiously looking at the ceiling.

Should I confess or not?

I think I should. But what if he'll ignore me? Knowing his friends is also my friend and in highest position in Supreme Student Council? That friend of his is also Journalist. Hayst.

I reached my phone beside me and goes to Google app, asking for help with this sudden idea of mine. I did some random picky in order to grasp some answers. And most of those random picky, picked yes and I should confess, so here I am now staring at Watanabe Haruto's name, nervously pressing the send botton to send my message wich is a little hello.

"Oh SHIT HE'S FUCKING ONLINE!" I shout when I saw his profile got a green small circle.

I'm using messenger by the way.

"OH DAMMIT HE'S NOW TYPING!"

—hi po

"SHIT WHAT THE FUCK!" I really did freaked out and almost throw my phone when he replied. Before processing the entire shit that I am doing right now, I did a breathing exercise and looked at my phone again.

—Hello po, actually I chatted because I want to tell you something but before that can you hide this information? Don't tell anyone about me messaging you. Even your friends don't tell, this is so sudden so yea. Can you?

I bite my lips waiting for his reply when it showed he's typing something.

—okay, I won't.

I stared at his reply for a second and even got a little fight with myself, because what on earth I am doing right now.

Also as a person who's really always have that awkward atmosphere in every people he meet. I type again saying,

—do you mind if I continue my wordy?

"OH SHIT, WHY THE HECK HE'S SO FAST I SEENING MY CHATS" I again freak out whenever he seen my message, because what if he'll just seen it and then boom done?

—I don't.

I looked at it, should I continue? I feel like this shit that I am doing right now is wrong. I stared at his reply almost in minutes and I don't know what on earth happened but he again chatted.

—just don't cross the line

"Shit" I anxiously said. I feel like chatting him is already crossing the line. "should I really continue this?" I asked myself but feels like going in this shit doing is already locked and I can't go exit right now.

I bite my lips typing,

—wait, let me ask first. Is confessing towards you already crosses the line?

And not a second later he replied,

—no, wait. You chatted because you want to confess something right? Go straight to the point Senior David.