[ir]regular | nakamoto yuta

003

《some weekend at 2 a.m.》
Sasha

Yes. I am doing my laundry at 2 a.m. if you're asking. I couldn't sleep after what had happened on Thursday still. I remember what I had done all day except the hour of when I passed out. Kenta said he didn't see anything, but I have a feeling he's lying. Why else would I have fainted without injury? That's unless someone caught me, right?

As much as I tried shaking it off, I couldn't. I had a weird gut feeling about it. I have a gut feeling about everything, ever since I entered this town. There's eerie feelings everywhere, questions I have that are still unanswered.

I'll tell you what I do remember though: the hot nurse at school, Kenta and Sora messing around in the morning, and my fat cat nap whilst Takuya and Kenta were talking in his office.

I take a walk outside of my apartment since my clothes would take approximately an hour and a half to finish up drying.

20 minutes into my walk and I feel like I'm being watched.... it's that eerie feeling again, and it does not feel great... my arms immediately creating goosebumps and neck-hairs standing up. I try my best to ignore it and just power through the walk.

I walk across the street to go into the convenience store nearby. It seemed to be open 24/7 so that's some bonus around here. Decided to pick up a few snacks and drinks for me to spend my late night weekends, doing nothing, but binge watching and eating.

In this one isle, I came across journals and diaries that you could write in. Was I gonna walk past it? Of course not. Someone has to read my crazy experiences in this town, right? Plus, my current diary is running out of pages anyways... time to start new beginnings.

The little bell dings by the entrance of the store, which means someone came in. Good to know that I'm not the only person who runs to the convenient store at 2 am...

From a glance, it seemed like a dude who had entered the store. The guy was tall, about 5'10-5'11 from a distance... or maybe because I'm just a tad short. I'm 5'6 to be exact. He's just walking around, going down each isle one by one and didn't really seem interested in anything, until he stopped by the drinks, which is where I'm currently standing.

He glances at me and shoots a smirk. I smile back and make a little wave, feeling a bit awkward. He looked around my age though, so I wasn't completely uncomfortable or anything.

"Hey, you from around here?" he asks me. By his accent, he seems to be a foreigner. That's another thing that I noticed about this area; many foreigners from basically anywhere and everywhere.

"No, not really... sort of just came here a little over a week ago." I responded while putting some canned teas in my basket. From my peripheral vision, I could see that he was examining me from up and down. It seemed weird, but it's quite normal in the area from what I've heard from Sora. It's the locals way of saying "you seem interesting!" or something like that.