Y/n pov
I was walking down the street, almost running. I was so damn late for school...I was so tired to the point of dragging myself through the whole way. I live far away from school ,so every day is a complete torture.
I was just a block away when I saw a blonde boy talking in his phone, but with a really upset voice. I slowed down just in order to hear him.
"...no! I already told you that ... gosh, why do you have to be so selfish? "
He was walking in circles around himself. His face so familiar...
"I'm not happy anymore.-"he said but cut himself because he saw me.
And then it crossed my mind that I had stopped almost five meters away from him.
Without losing eye contact he spelled on the phone:
"I'll talk to you later..."
