wrong number || todobaku

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{June 11th 2018} {When IcyHot has a POV}

"Quarter to eleven a.m." I read out, glancing at my digital clock that had been placed at an angle on the side table beside my bed. I let out a deep and long sigh, fiddling with the pencil that I held in my right hand. My dad had forced me out of bed at 7:00 a.m to study out of comfort when my grades were extremely high, and by extremely I mean the top 2% within the city.
I mean, sure. My dad wants me to keep my grades high, he wanted me to be the best. But, get this, it's currently the summer holidays. Aren't I supposed to relax?
I shook my head and looked into the textbook, writing a couple of notes of things I may or may not forget. Suddenly, the worst possible thing happens-
Actually, it isn't the worst thing but it's quite bad.
My. Pencil. Snapped.
I groan quietly in annoyance, digging through my bag to find my pencil case that held my sharpener captive when I stop to hear a buzzing noise that was quickly followed by a 'Ding'. Looking at the source which happens to be my phone, I raise an eyebrow. I never use social media nor do I have friends to talk to. I only have contact with my siblings and I rarely talk to them, besides everyone is home besides my father so what could that have been? I grab the object, laying it in my hand as I looked at my lock screen to see I got a text from an unknown number. "Now who could have that been?" I say while inputting my pin, tapping onto 'Messanger' I looked at the text that had been presented in front of me, mumbling what it said

Unknown;
Oi! Shitty hair, can't believe you broke your phone over a stupid game. Anyway, you better bring you and your ass to Joushi's Arcade at 4:00pm, capiche?

I stare at the group of letters for a moment or so, first of all, who is shitty hair? Most importantly, who is this person calling this being 'shitty hair'?
There's no doubt that I'm concerned but oh well.

You;
I'm sorry but, whom might you be calling 'Shitty hair?'

Knowing I shouldn't have replied just because sometimes my father checks my phone at times makes this situation my doom.
I looked back at my phone, thinking he or she wouldn't reply, but they did within a matter of seconds.

Unknown;
What the fuck do you mean? You are Kirishima, right?

I shook my head

You;
No, you've probably gotten the wrong number.

Unknown;
Fuck.

But I put in all the numbers exactly as he wrote them... unless...

You;
Unless what?

Unknown;
Damn fuckers pranked me

You;
Pleasant.

Unknown;
How the fuck is this shit pleasant?!

You;
Because you're talking to me.

Unknown;
idek you dipshit

You;
Then let's get to know eachother.

I didn't know why I had sent that, my fingers had automatically tapped that message, as if it had a 6th sense or something. Judging this characters persona, I assumed they would have replied with "Fuck off" or maybe "I don't have the time for losers" but I was proven wrong when they replied back with