as i close the bedroom door, i feel my stomach drop and do flips continuously. going to see takuya for the last time (hopefully) was starting to make me anxious.
i wondered if maybe this was a bad idea after all. but i couldn't flake on takuya. that wouldn't have been right for me to do.
so i cautiously made my way down the hall and hoped that yuta was asleep.
luckily he was sprawled out on the couch fast asleep as some sitcom was playing on the tv.
my nerves were slightly relieved to know that he wouldn't have caught me.
but as soon as i reached the door, i felt a bit cruel for leaving with no explanation. as i turned back to him, i began to worry if he were to wake up and not see me anywhere. so i made a mental note to text him on my way out.
as i locked the door on my way out, i wondered what i was going to say to him. i wasn't sure if i should tell him about takuya yet—or maybe ever.
yes, it wasn't good to lie. but after tonight, it wouldn't make sense to tell him about it.
i think of different excuses as i make my way out of the hallway, and out of the building. the air is cool against my face and sends shivers down my spine.
well, it was either that or that i would be seeing takuya tonight.
