"O- Oh my! Is that really you, Sanemi-San?" You say enthusiastically, "Oh my freaking god! S-" A tear falls down your cheek. "Yes! I'd love t- To meet up with you!" You wipe your tears. "Yeah! See you there!" You hang up, and then start to do your makeup, blushing. Your hand shakes because you are nervous, yet excited, making you accidentally make a stroke way too far down your face. "Oops." "I wonder how Sanemi looks like now that he is 26.." You ask yourself. You remove the makeup from your face, deciding not to wear any makeup. "Maybe he will like my natural beauty." You dress to the best of your ability, and then grab your phone and purse. You sigh and then walk out of your apartment. You walk on the sidewalk to a questionable bar that you've never heard of, but Sanemi told you to go to. You walk inside, and sure enough, there is Sanemi sitting at a nearby table. He looks over at you, his deep, pale purple eyes staring into your soul. You all the sudden get a bunch of butterflies in your stomach. "Ah! Y/N!" Sanemi smiles warmly to you. You wave, and plop down in a seat across from him, grinning. "H- Hi Sanemi-San!" He laughs. "You don't have to call me 'san' anymore." "Oh gosh.... Even hotter than before.." You think in your head, staring at his torso, and then face. "Even more scars too...." "U- Um- Excuse me, one second-" You run into the bathroom, your anxiety getting the best of you. You slide down the wall and start sweating. "What do I do..? What do I say..?"
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