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Fuuta had more than his fair share of bad days in his lifetime. Getting put into prison was one of the worst. But… this one was ranking pretty highly, too.
Maybe this was all a bad dream. Maybe he’d just wake up soon, and be in his room, instead of here. Anywhere but here would be preferable.
He closed his eyes. Waited five seconds. Opened them. The buzz of the busy Starbucks and the woman standing in front of him had, unfortunately, not disappeared.
‘Hey!’ Shiina Mahiru, the person he probably wanted to see the least right now, the person standing right in front of him , waved her hand over his face. ‘Aww, you’re still a meanie, aren’t you? Even after all this time?’
‘It’s been a year at most.’ He growled, batting away her manicured hand. ‘Not that long, idiot. And get your hands out of my face.’
‘Hmm, really?’ She pondered, putting a hand under her chin and tilting her head. ‘I’ve changed a lot. Isn’t there anything you want to tell big sis?’
This was getting on his nerves- no, scratch that, this had begun to get on his nerves the moment she had locked eyes with him. This was starting to become torture. Inhumane torture that was a violation of his right to be left alone!
‘Don’t call yourself that. You’re not even that much older than me.’ She’d be, what, twenty-three by now? Not that he cared. He just happened to remember it from the times she had nagged him about ages and birthdays and personal details. He did not care one bit.
He could feel people watching their petty argument. Passer-by's eyes bored into the two of them, probably planning to write about it online later. He wanted to leave, he wanted to leave right now . He adjusted his mask- a nervous habit he’d had for years- and hissed at her. ‘Leave me alone. Go and kiss whatever cute barista that’s working right now. Whatever.’ She glanced behind him, at the poor overworked woman cleaning the counter. He didn’t even know if she was into girls.
‘Meanie…’ She pouted, looking right into his eyes. ‘At least give me your number? Please?’
‘Will it get you to leave me alone?’ As he said that, she was already reaching for a notepad and pen out of her purse. The pen was gaudy and covered in plastic gemstones. The notepad wasn’t much better.
‘Of course!’ She smiled, as happy and mellow as ever, as she passed the utensils to him. He wrote down his number as quickly as possible and gave it back to her with a glare. ‘Hehe~! Lovely to see you!’
He was already leaving. He had classes today, and he didn’t want any more of his time to be wasted by this annoying woman. He didn’t even like Starbucks. All the drinks were overpriced and too sweet for his hardened tastes.
As the day passed on, Fuuta found that the encounter didn’t fade from his mind. As soon as he got back to his bedroom, he took out his phone to play games. And, after not even five minutes of his precious alone time, he got a notification.
[17:45] Mahiru has created an unnamed chat and invited two people.
[17:45] Mahiru has given admin to Mikoto.
Mahiru: guess who’s number I got~!
Fuuta: no
Mikoto: fuuta!
[17:47] Mikoto has changed Unnamed Chat’s name to Ex-prisoners of gay baby jail
Fuuta: i’m leaving
Mikoto: you won’t
Mikoto: you love us too much
[17:48] Fuuta has left Ex-prisoners of gay baby jail
[17:48] Mikoto has added Fuuta to Ex-prisoners of gay baby jail
Mikoto: you will never be free
Mahiru: I haven’t even told you the plan yet :(
Mikoto: plan?
Fuuta: i’m not helping
Mahiru: yes you are ^^
Fuuta: no i’m not
Mikoto: yes you are :)
Mahiru: I'm planning to get everyone else’s numbers and add them here!
Mikoto: oh that’s more stupid than i thought it would be
Fuuta: i’m in
Mikoto: really
Mahiru: really? :D
Mikoto: why
Fuuta: i have a lot of free time on my hands nowadays so why not ig
Mahiru: it’s settled, then! :D what about you, mikoto?
Mikoto: i’ll pass, thanks
Mahiru: oh, alright then
[17:58]
Fuuta: you’re not going to pressure him or anything?
[18:11]
Fuuta: why was it just me?!
Private messages
Princess 👑
[18:23]
Princess 👑: can you help me with homework
Princess 👑: please?
You: huh? it’s not like you to ask for help
Princess 👑: please…
You: sure thing!
You: what do you need help with?