꧁ 𝓐𝓶𝒆𝓼 𝒆𝓷 𝓹𝒆𝓲𝓷𝒆 ꧂
His intoxicating kisses
Helped her to forget
Better than any alcohol
The pain of her grieving heart.
Addictive,
She took possession of his mind
Faster than any drug
Ever did.
─── ∗∙⋅❀⋅∙∗ ───
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Keisuke stood next to an ashtray with a cigarette stuck between his fingers, waiting for his bus to arrive. Since it was late, there weren't many people around the school, which is why the young man allowed himself to smoke in such an exposed place. With an earphone on, he quietly enjoyed his playlist, together with the last rays of light that the sun had to offer him.
—Oya, Akaashi! Shouted a voice that he knew well in the distance.
Slowly, the student turned his head towards Naoki Igarashi and his eyebrows raised slightly. Baseball training had ended a while ago. There was no reason for his best friend to be wandering around.
—What are you still doing here? Keisuke asked him, in a suspicious voice, as soon as his best friend had come to his height.
—We have to talk, Igarashi innocently replied by standing beside him. Why did you miss training ? He quickly asked with unfeigned curiosity.
—I had detention at the library, replied the smoker by smashing his cigarette end on the pavement with his shoe. Have you forgotten?
—A detention doesn't last that long, Igarashi remarked with insight before his eyes widened. Wait, were you with Midori?!
—Huh?
Keisuke sighed annoyingly when he heard his classmate's name. At the beginning of the year, his class had once been asked to do a group assignment in pairs, and Akane Midori offered to do all the work in exchange for a date. Seeing no negative counterpart, he had accepted, and they had, unsurprisingly, ended up sleeping together. But since then, this girl kept on pushing him and insisted that they meet again, something Akaashi had not considered once.
—Of course not, he said with disgust. My detention took longer than expected.
Akaashi didn't give any further details. He didn't specify that he was responsible for the delay, nor did he bother to specify the reason for it. When he understood that his hour of restraint would take a completely different turn, his choice had been made quickly: Why would he go to the training when he could just skip it, and have a good time with that girl ?
He was so caught up in the moment that he just didn't see the time go by.
—Since when do you work overtime at the library, huh ? Summarized his best friend in an amused tone. Jokes on you, dude, but I don't believe you, he said and laughed before giving him an energetic pat on the back.
Keisuke winced slightly. His somewhat weakened lungs had taken the full blow, but he didn't bother to reprimand his friend.
—You seem to be aware of the truth already, so I see no reason why I should waste my time explaining everything, replied the student.
Unsurprisingly, Igarashi's smile widened, and Keisuke briefly wondered how his best friend's intuition could be so accurate. Every time, it was the same story. He knew things without even having to say anything. This was one of Igarashi's qualities that Keisuke appreciated as much as he hated; it was useful when he was too lazy to speak, annoying when he didn't want to explain himself.
