𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 | 𝘛. 𝘒𝘦𝘪

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 .ᐣ

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You wake up when you heard the thumping sound of  bathroom's door closed. You bring your heads up and rubbed your eyes. You still feeling sleepy tho.

"Oh, morning princess" You heard a croaky voice said at the door. Your eyes almost pop off  when you see him shirtless with a shorts as he dry his hairs with the towel that hanging around his neck.

"What? I can't greet you?" He scoffed as he walk to his wardrobe and pulled out his shirt to wear.

"S-sorry.. Do you have extra towel any chance?.. " You asked before you looked away.

"Yea. Hold on" He wear his shirt first and started to look for an extra towel at the end of the wardrobe. "Here" He then throw an extra towe to you.

"Can I used your bathroom? "

"Yea. Take your time in there"

You then pulled off the blanket off you. You suddenly feel your legs sore. You know damn well that your mind always messed up with you in the fucking morning.

You ignored the sore and stood up anyway. As you about to take a step, your legs straight away cramped and give more sore attack.

You then feel paired of arms around your ribs, catching you from falling over. "You alright?" He asked as he put you back at his bed.

"Yea.." You groaned. "It's just my legs became.. sore suddenly.. " You sighed as you examine your legs.

"Take my clothes" He then handed you his dark green shirt and grey short, which is oversized to you. "Oh, and, I'm the one who's make your legs sore" He finished before left the room.

"I-I hate you!" You yelled, try to find something to throw at him before he leaves. "I hate you too! " He yelled back, hearing his voice could already make you sure his far away from the room.

You try to stand up and look around for something to grip. You eventually able to stand up this time without anything to grip. Now it's perfect chance for you to fully explore his room.

You look around his room and landed your eyes at his table. You slowly head to his table and sit at his seat and check what's on his table until you found his phone, slipped into his exercise book.

"... He won't know definitely" You pick up his phone and slide open. Six digits of password. You sit and thinked what his password could be. "... Maybe.. My birthday?.. Impossible! He doesn't know my birthday!.. " You sighed as you stare at his phone.

".. It worth a shot.. " You then typed in your birthday's date. Surprisingly it was correct. "How does he knows my birthday?!" You gasped as his phone slide open.

You opened his messages app and look for any girl's contact. Even though you're not together, you had teeny tiny crush on him (Obv) .

You then found your profile picture and click on it. "He better save my name something cute.. " You snarled as you check your name.

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Mirikiteki

When are you picking me up??
You forgot me or smth??

Shut up already
I'll arrived in 4 mins