Randomness oneshot / short story

Prompt: I am you

AN: Finally working on my drafts that have been there since March... I promise I'll work on them more-

Prompt: You answer a call with a familiar number late one night, and you hear your own voice begging for help

8th day of updating... still need a life... This is short since I had a little difficulty in writing this

WARNINGS:
1. Horror? Kinda?
2. Angst? Kinda?
3. Became a little gay...? I don't know anymore (My brain is very dead)
4. MaiMia still will never take any responsibilities for any tears, fears or trauma 

As per usual, enjoy~

Side note: Kanashi means sad death. You'll see why (Credits to MamiThiccLegs for the naming)

Kanashi rolled to his side on his bed with a groan of annoyance and looked at his phone. It was ringing loudly, and a familiar unknown number was displayed on the screen. He couldn't seem to place his finger in where he saw the number before.

He frowned at it. Why was it so familiar?

He decided to answer the call, seeing that he somewhat recognised the number. He yawned softly as the line connected.

"Hello?"

"H-Help me..."

His eyes widened for two reasons. The first was what the person had said.

Second reason is...

Whoever that person was...

They sounded exactly like him.

"Who is this?"

"My name is Kanashi... Kanashi Takahashi...I got kidnapped... I don't know where I am..."

Kanashi's face paled and his mouth dropped wide open in shock, before he snapped out of his thoughts and growled at the terrified voice on the phone.

"Don't joke with me. I'm Kanashi Takahashi, whoever you are, you're trolling the wrong person."

The other person on the line stayed silent for a while, causing Kanashi to slowly get annoyed. Just as he was about to hang up, 'Kanashi' laughed weakly.

"So it was real..."

'What was real?' Kanashi frowned at the phone. He wanted to ask, but he couldn't bring himself to. Something about this call felt strange, and it was not to be taken lightly.

"Listen to me. What is the date right now?"

"What?" Kanashi asked confused.

"Date. Like the month and day. Time too."

He groaned and glanced at his clock before answering 'Kanashi'.

"25th of May? And it's 2355." Kanashi said, skeptical. Who is this person? What was he trying to imply by pretending to be him?

A sharp intake could be heard.

"I'm late..." 'Kanashi' said softly. "You don't have much time now... Shit."

"What's going on?" Kanashi's confusion intensified.

"Be... ful... He's... Tanaka... napper..."

The line was immediately cut off after that.

"What was that...?" he pulled the phone away from his ear and stared at the number.