Kiyoshi and Tommy

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Kiyoshi's POV:

"K...Kiyoshi?"

I turned to hearing my name. It was the guy from lunch.

He was hugging his bag and blushing. Why was he blushing?

"Yes?"

"M-may, I have your number?"

Why not, he seems friendly.
"Sure, it's ###-###-####"

As soon as I said that my dad's car pulled up.

"Kiyoshi! Come on!" He yelled through the window.

"I'm coming!"

I looked back at him and waved. "Bye."

Walking over to the car I felt better knowing that I probably just made a friend. I smiled and entered the car.

As we drove off my dad asked, "So, who was that guy?"

"Oh, I'm not really sure. He sat with me during lunch and then asked for my number."

"Huh, maybe he likes you."

"Dad, why would he like me?"

"Maybe your eyes, your jokes, your hair."

"First: My eyes makes me look soulless. Second: The only joke I made today was about Hamilton's favorite food. It was really bad. Third: My hair is a wreck and makes me look old."

"You need to have more confidence in yourself. You're just like your mother."

"..."

"I don't want to be like her!"

"I'll never be like her. I mean it."