I turn the phone off and sit on our the bed quietly, finally a problem solved in a sea of despair. After a while I catch myself falling asleep, I holy myself in order to shake of the sleepiness. Then I suddently Remember the other message from the unknown no., I walk over to my room to get my phone, I scroll down the Message bar and find the chat room , I read the message,
Hi y/n this is jimin from nottawa high?
_/_/ read at 15:27Msg me back if it's u
_/_/ read at 15:27If it's not u, u can block me
_/_/ read at 15:27I read sceptically but how does he know my number, if he is just a student, still believing it to not be a spam, I reply
Hi, this is y/n
_/ delivered at 15:31But then the central question of all my impulsive thinking strikes me.
But how do you know my no.??
_/delivered at 15:33

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