The price of a moment, the significance of memories, the roads we tread on under the sole azure sky, and the value of life itself.
These mere things, once we do something to it-- will subject us to change, to meet a beautiful soul, and to love, unti...
First my number, now one of my social media accounts. He kept on bugging me to accept his requests through text, and given the time, which was currently 9:30 P.M., it's really irritating, so I gave him a call.
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"Why'd you call?" He asked, although it was a bit unclear since there were noises with his line.
"I can't hear you!" I shouted. "Where are you anyway?"
"I'm in my room!" He shouted back.
Then, a familiar voice shouted a question in the background: It was Koshino. What the heck was he doing on Sendoh's room at this hour? Then it spiralled to questions from different voices, with Sendoh answering each and every one of it, and I heard everything.
"Who's calling, Sendoh?"
"It's Ayane."
"Who's Ayane?"
"She's my friend."
"We saw Sendoh walk with her!"
"Is she your fangirl?"
"No."
"Are you two going out?"
"Introduce her to us!"
"She must be a beauty, huh?"
Sendoh coughed, and I heard a loud bang of the door.
"I'm sorry Ayane. My teammates crashed into my place, I think they were too loud so I went outside. We just finished basketball practice."
"Didn't we walk home together this afternoon?"
"Yeah, it turned out our coach scheduled an afternoon practice. I wasn't informed. So after I got you home I ran back to school." He let out an awkward laugh.
"Are they gonna sleep there?"
"They'll come home after... about half an hour."
"Anyway, what is it about you asking for my social media accounts?"
"I.... Er... I just want to know. I already sent you requests, you just have to accept it, since all your accounts were private."
"How did you even know my username?"
"You use your own name as the username."
I sighed, flopping to my bed.
"Okay, I'll accept the requests later."
"Great!"
He went silent for a few seconds, then asked me a question.
"Are you going to sleep now?"
"No, I still have to study. How about you?"
"I'll sleep once they're out of my room. I'm beat."
