RP [One-Shot]

RP

Because of you, I learned how to write. Because of you, I experienced depression. But without you, I wouldn't have made it this far. Through Role Playing on the internet, I met you.

It was 7PM back then and I just finished watching my favorite anime. I got bored and lonely so I tried finding a way to communicate with people of the same interest as me. I made a facebook account of my favorite character. And with that, I started adding people that facebook suggested. And they immediately accepted my friend request.

I checked my inbox. And yes, a few were online. I tried making friends and sadly, they weren't that friendly. But you caught my attention. I don't know, you were different from them.

We talked. On that day and the days after. Our conversation always starts with the question "Sup?". It's either me or you who asks it first. And we always argue about the possible answers. Like, the sky is up, or the roof comes first before the sky, and the ceiling. We always do it every time.

We talked for months. You barely know anything about me and I hardly know everything about you.

You didn't know that I was twelve back then. I was so hesitant to tell you. Maybe, our friendship would end if I told you that I was twelve. So I lied. Fifteen. You thought I was fifteen the whole time.

You sent me your pictures. You were my type. And I sent you pictures of a pretty girl. You thought I was pretty the whole time.

I'm sorry for that.

But you don't seem to care about the looks nor the age. We talked without even mentioning those informations.

One night, you opened up to me. You told me about your past. You told me about how your parents divorced when you were eight. How you ran away from home because of that. And while you're on your run, you got stabbed by thugs. Good thing your sister followed you and called the cops and an ambulance immediately. You told me how your parents got back together. Your mom got richer. Your dad was an asshole and asked for your mom's forgiveness. Your mom loves him so much. You told me about how you hate your dad so much and how you hate your last name because of your dad. You told me things that you didn't tell anyone but me. Only me.

I was so tired from school back then and we had this particular assignment in Math. I told you about it and you said you'd try to solve the equation. And you did. I was the only one who got the correct answer from our class.

You do covers on soundcloud. Your voice was amazing even though you're Japanese. I always listen to them every night. Maybe that's one of the reasons why girls like you.

Slowly and unconsciously, I started falling for you. I know that it was so stupid of me since I'm only twelve but damn those feelings were indeed true. I wasn't infatuated nor attached. You were my first love. I did loved you.

October 29, I was about to confess to you when this girl confessed to you first! And guess what, the both of you ended up together. I don't know what to feel back then.

I told you I liked you and you said you liked me too because I'm your bestfriend. Because you consider me as your little sister. I was torn to pieces back then. I thought that you'd feel the same way. I thought our feelings were mutual. But I guess not.

You didn't told me that you liked that girl. That you were talking to some other girls. But I didn't asked you anyway so why bother telling me.

I tried making friends with your girlfriend and damn she's too nice. I can't ruin the love between you and her. For months, I watched the both of you being sweet with each other on your timeline. On your birthday she made you a scrapbook. She also sings for you. And you sing for her, too. A perfect couple indeed.

I had enough of everything. I sacrificed. I gave up. I wrote you a goodbye letter. I deleted your pictures and song covers. I deactivated my account without knowing what your reply was to my letter. But I think it's for the best.

I didn't got the chance to tell you the truth. I didn't got the chance to tell you I loved you. I didn't got the chance to see your final words for me.

It's been two years now and sometimes, it still haunts me. But I've already gotten over you, sure. I'm sorry and thank you.

If it wasn't for role playing, I never would've met you. I never would've had my first love. I never would've experienced those stuff. I never would've felt the pain. But it's all worth it. I've gotten stronger.

Right now, I don't have your address nor a picture of you. You now exist only in my memory, Shin.

RP= Role Playing.