Voice Note ♦ C.H.

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"Hi!"

I greeted cheerfully to the tape recorder. I'm glad there was no one here because if there was someone with me, I'm pretty sure they would think that I'm crazy which is true, I guess.

"I'm so happy today. Guess what?"

Call me crazy because I knew I'd never get any responses except I talked with someone. The truth is, I'm talking to this old, square-shaped metal thing named tape recorder.

"Luke, Michael, and me were making video together! I didn't know that Luke makes cover videos too"

I got up from my bed and walked to my closet to find something comfier than this T-shirt I'm wearing. My eyes fell on a loose tanktop and decided to wear it.

"But that was a little weird because I friends with Luke and Michael, while They both hate each other"

I chuckeled at the idea of making them to be bestfriends while all they do was yelling and insult each other. This is gonna be hard and interesting at once.

"Anyway, my football coach told me there will be an international football cup that I forgot the name. You know I go football, right?"

I laid back on my bed, taking the most comfortable position.

"Oh yeah, I remember when you stayed at school just waiting me training football. And then when that jerk-- I mean, Jack, pushed me 'til I fell, you screamed your heart out and cried like a baby"

"And then you helped me went home even though I told you my legs are fine. You were taking care of me for a week and made me feel like a baby"

I smiled widely at the memories.

"But I love it"