Onerios

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"After that night she has never been online since I have tried consulting Kuroo about whether I should report."

He asked me a series of questions and it turns out."

"I don't have enough information about her to give enough description to the authorities on top of that I need a police warrant.

"I also need to provide a detailed description given the call ended before I saw any events that could have transpired. The police will not even consider the application If I submit it.

Kenma stared blankly outside the classroom window, barely even paying attention to the lecture as he had looked through it the night before.

He put his head on top of his arms.

Noticed by his Math teacher instead of calling out she made a mental note to check up on him after class.

Kenma was sneakily using his phone as he ducked his head over his arms his golden locks draping over his shoulders. He was on Discord checking if you finally returned to his dismay there was still nothing.

He left multiple messages which were still left unread.

apple_pi3

Are you okay? The call ended abruptly

Who was that older man that came into your room

Please respond as soon as you can.

Sent 4 days ago

Kenma bit his lip his fingers gliding through the screen as he typed out another message.

apple_pi3

Hey, I'm getting worried are you safe?

Sent just now

" am I being too nosey or clingy?" he pondered to himself staring absent-mindedly at his screen.

On top of that, there is another thing lingering on his mind.

The dreams that he found solace in also abruptly stopped. It had been also a week since he didn't have any visitations from his so-called dream girl.

Leaving him feel empty the dreams he grew so fond of over these three months have faded into obscurity.

Causing him to reminisce on their first encounter.

At first, he was shy never really speaking. He was weary of the nightly visitations that slowly incorporated into his life.

He still remembers his first meeting.

A strange girl seated amongst the sand, watching the sunset ahead admiring the firey horizon as the sun sinks and lets the moon breathe for the night..

He sat next to her out of curiosity about the strange occurrence her (h/c) sprawled all over her body. Her (e/c) stared into the scenery that unraveled before her.

The silence was interrupted when the girl turned to him and asked.

" Are you my dream boy or you're just a mere stranger I have crossed paths with?". Her eyes carried hint of wonder.

He focused on that specific memory, noticing a terrifying revelation. He couldn't remember her next words and his response...

It had been only a week, and the sound of the voice Kenma once clearly remembered was slowly fading..