𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐣𝐚𝐫. [ 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘢𝘶 ]

exposers. 34

it was finally friday, the last period of the school day. one of the exposers was frantically looking at the clock while each minute seemed to pass by slower and slower. then finally, the bell rang. the exposer slowly got up from their seat and slung their backpack around their arms. the exposer put on some sunglasses and covered her head with a hoodie.

it seemed like everything was in slow motion, like everything was unreal right now. the exposer was so focused on themself, the sound of the their feet pounding on the floor rang through their ears. the sound of every other kid celebrating as they just finished high school was muffled and quiet.

the exposer finally reached the auditorium. they looked up and saw someone standing on the stage with their back facing the seats. the exposer quietly walked down the aisle and up to the stage.

"im here," the exposer said to the other one. the mysterious person finally turned around and took off their hoodie. the exposer took off their sunglasses and hoodie as well.

they stared at each other in shock.

"it's you," the exposer said.

"it's me."

"hi nini."

"hi ricky."