God Damn You

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3rd Person POV:

Just as Shota got to the end of the street, a couple turn the corner and *SLAM* Shota ran right into them (accidentally) The female backed away while the male got knocked over... WITH SHOTA ON TOP OF HIM. Shota blushed heavily and scrambled to get back on his feet, managing to accidentally fall back on top of the male. "I-I'm so sorry." He finally got up and stuck his hand out to help the man up.

Hizashi's POV:

Hamako and me got off the bus and started walking towards the apartment building. Just as we turned the corner to the next street, though, I felt something slam into me as Hamako let go of my hand and backed away. Next thing I know I'm laying on the sidewalk with a black hair male on top of me. I was blushing hard, not knowing what to do.

After plenty of struggle, the male managed to get off from on top off me and stood up. He stuck out his hand to help me get up. I grabbed his hand and that's when I noticed it. "That face." I thought as I looked into the eyes of the male, who was staring at the ground in embarrassment. He pulled me to my feet, while I, was still in shock.

"S-shota?" I said, not believing my eyes. He looked up from the ground and at my face. I saw his eyes widen as he ran away. "Shota! Wait!" But it was to late, he turn the corner and then he was out of view.

Shota's POV:

I pulled the stranger to his feet, not being able to bring my self to look at his face. "S-shota?" I looked up to see a pair of bright green eyes looking down at me. "Shit." I thought. My first instinct was to run away, so I did. I ran all the way till I was at the convenient store. I walked in, gasping for air.

3rd Person POV:

"Shota! What a surprise." The cashier said looking towards the panting male. The cashier was one of the few people who knew Shota. The cashier also knew that Shota only left his apartment to get monthly groceries, that's why he was confused to see the man out of breath. "What could have tired him out so badly? It's not like he goes anywhere else." The cashier thought as Shota started grabbing what he needed (which wasn't much)

Lastly, he grabbed 3 bottles of vodka and paid for it all. As he was walking back to his apartment he started thinking, "Why is he back now? After all this time. Why now?" That night he finished a bottle and a half of vodka (per usual) and passed out drunk.

Word count: 474

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