My jaw drops and my coffee cup stops half way to my lips, suspended in midair.
“A… A hacker?!”
He nods. Well, he has always been the computer whizz. Being into technology and all. He could strike up a conversation with an Engineering club member and we would all stand by in silence, closely observing the two people speaking in a seemingly foreign language.
He would build his own computers in his spare time and help repair other people’s damaged ones.
But then, why would he resort to such a job? Why?? I want to scream, but then again, I don’t want to pry. He probably has his reasons.
Plus, when he doesn’t want to answer a question, he says so in a straight-forward fashion.
“Oh…” I regain my composure. I cough to clear my throat. “How is that?”
“It’s really exciting. If you want to see it, you can come over to my workplace too, Senpai.”
His eyes smile this time. Excitement comes off them like waves.
He has a workplace?! “Mm…”
“Well, I went to yours, so you’ve got to come to mine.”
How did he… “How did you… How did you find me?” I can’t really word it well.
He chuckles.
“Naisho.”
What?
“Masaka… You… You didn’t…”
Chuckles continue.
*Naisho: (JAPN) It’s a secret.
*Masaka: (JAPN) No way…
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Rain Catcher
Short StoryAs rain falls, I collect it in my palms. One drop at a time. Unbeknownst to me, my feelings for you slowly collected, drop by drop, until it overflowed, bathing me in emotions. How many drops will it take for us to fully realize our true feeling...
