In a Case, It's Raining, Dear | Book 1

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Fun facts Yipeeee:

•My latest rejection was harsh to the point i cut my hair short to make me feel better🤓☝️

•I have two hair pins, light Blue and purple. (Let's see if yall know what it resembles)

btw yall, i changed the ages and shit

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Genya's POV:
(I'm enjoying writing in 2nd person view.) (yeah, yall better stop calling it 1st person POV. And i say that while i called it the last chapter.)

Well.. A week has passed from that interaction, i've gotten a lot of new friends and companions. as for Muichiro.. Yeah. He's been sleeping a lot and I don't know what to do about it really. He needs to socialize more, he used to be so active last year, now he'd just sulk in his desk. Yeah, the teacher asked us to switch seating arrangements because Muichiro kept sleeping, and I kept teasing him to the point where the whole class couldn't focus. It's not like they're annoyed, they kinda like our balanced dynamic.

My new circle of friends decided to spend recess with me, it'd be empty without Muichiro tho.

I thought before abruptly turning my body around and walking back to the window connected to the classroom.

"Hey, Muichiro!" I called from the window as I watched Muichiro wake up from his sleep. Gosh, does this guy even drink coffee? but he literally smells like black coffee every day.

He stayed silent for a moment. "Yeah?" He finally asked to my delightful reaction.

"Wanna come with?" I asked, trying hard not to smile so I don't give off a weird vibe.

He stayed silent again. Can this guy ever answer quickly enough?

"... Sure." He stood up, grabbed his phone and walked out of the white classroom.

"Great!" I celebrated as we started walking right behind my circle of friends who might've been annoyed on how long it took for me to get going.

We walked in uncomfortable silence towards the canteen, it was only really uncomfortable because Muichiro kept stumbling on air to the point he was leaning on me for dear consciousness.

This guy needs some caffeine in his life. God damn!

"Muichiro, How about we buy coffee?.." I frowned as I held on both his shoulders from behind, stopping him from walking before I straightened his posture. "Sure, if you want some." He yawned.

God, tell me if this man has insomnia or some mental disorder.

"No. We're getting it for you." I said before letting go and started to walk again, he followed close behind. He looks as if he was insanely drowsy and hasn't slept for weeks!

I don't think he even heared me.

"Hey, Muichiro. What time did you sleep at?" I asked worriedly. "Uhm.. Around 9:30pm I think." Muichiro answered before rubbing his eyes.

The walk to the canteen seemed a bit longer and my circle of friends didn't seem to notice anything.

"Maybe you should try sleeping a little earlier?"

"I sleep twelve hours a day, I do NOT know what you mean." He murmured. What is this man on about?

He's sleeping fine, he sleeps all the damn time.

He sleeps all the way to 12:00pm on weekends.

He sleeps in, he sleeps early, and he even sleeps in class.

It's really affecting his academic grades and it isn't really healthy anymore.

"Sleeping is just fun, don't worry." He reassured me, but oh boy did i not feel reassured.

"What do you mean fun? I don't think you're dreaming of anything."

"Nope. Sometimes, I just wanna sleep forever."

What. The. Fuck.

"Are you mentally ill? Muichiro, That's not a really good wish you know." I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Yeah, alright. I'll stop."

We finally arrived at the canteen, and to my demise, Muichiro refused the coffee. He doesn't even want an energy drink.

God help me with handling this man's culture shock.

He's not really used to a lot of people, maybe he's just overwhelmed. Our old school was way smaller with little to no students. there was only about less than a hundred of us back then

Now there are like five hundred kids here. It's worse that most of them are probably older than him. I wonder what skipping two grades feels like. He's only supposed to be in 8th grade, so that's probably it.

Tenth grade is not for him I guess.

Being fourteen probably sucks.

I watched him walk beside me, he refused to buy a single snack, just a small bottle with coconut water.

Is bro okay?

We walked to a relatively empty table spot in the school's garden as we chatted away with random topics that shifted in every perspective.

Muichiro kept silent tho, only nodding in agreement sometimes.

As soon as the bell rang, we walked back to our classroom. I sat in the other side of the room from Muichiro which was probably the most farthest long distant relationship  I will ever experience with a friend.

Muichiro is so quiet, I'm not really worried about him,— I guess.. It's just kinda empty and quiet when he's not so active like before.

Yes, he's only really active around to limited people last year, but seeing him not even active with me is just.. something else.

Yes, some people change, but over the summer? Hell no.

I knew he wasn't really the most sociable person, but this was actually..— unhealthy.

I watched as he checked the time on his phone, frowned, and went to sleep again.

God, what the hell?

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918 words

So short :(

For one thing , this shit isn't the main angst guys.

(I lived this story, so ik what plot i'm going for 😼)