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But there’s only you.
Only you stood there and proudly announced that you would be there whenever I was ready.
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I start to twiddle my fingers in my ribbon, as if that would make messages appear on my screen. One twirl for each of my worries.
Amia 23:40 20 Aug.
| Enanan?
| Heyyyy Where are youuu?
| I can’t believe you’re ignoring me >:(
| It’s almost time to meet with everyone where are you?
| I need your roughs soon for K’s new song too
| Enanan just respond soon :)
I erase the “Please” I typed out, thinking it sounds a bit too desperate.
It’s Ena, she’ll bounce back anytime. She always comes back.
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When light breaks my line of vision after a night of long work, I check my phone for the time, but also to see no new messages from Ena. Plenty from Kanade and Mafuyu, but not a single word from Ena. My stomach starts to churn, round and round and round. I twirl my ribbon faster and faster with each passing minute until it burns my skin.
Even when Ena stays up late working on art, she’s usually awake by now.
Amia 15:23 21 Aug.
| Enanan are you awake?
| Even you would be awake by now >.<
| C’monnn, what are you doingg
| What could be more important than lil ol’ me :d
I flop down onto my bed, letting every thought consume me as I drown deeper and deeper into my duvet hoping that it would comfort me in any way. What could I do? I can’t ask An for help, it’d only bother her to go find Akito and then ask him and then have her tell me that Ena’s doing just fine. This has to be just my overthinking. I prop myself up to grab a glass of water.
Water will clear my mind.
I watch the ice clank into my cup, and mindlessly pour water into the glass. I swig it down my throat, but nothing happens. The churn in my stomach still remains just as strong. All it would take is just one message to remove the pit of hell in my stomach. I take a deep breath, refill my glass, and return to my room.
My body slams onto my chair and I profusely refresh Nightcord. God, I hope Mafuyu and Kanade have gotten in contact with Ena. Had I done something to make her mad? Make her hate me? The ribbon ends up in my hands again.
Breathe.
Amia 16:17 21 Aug.
| Hey K, Yuki, have you guys heard anything from Enanan?
K 16:18 21 Aug.
| I haven’t heard anything
Yuki 16:18 21 Aug.
| Neither have I.
I take a deep breath. Let every particle of air in my room into my lungs and let out a huge sigh.
Amia 16:19 21 Aug.
| Alr just lmk if Ena replies to you guys
K 16:19 21 Aug.
| Got it, let us know if she responds to you too
| See you at 25:00
Amia 16:20 21 Aug.
| See you then :D
I burrow my face into my hands. Huge sobs escape from my grasp as if the structure I’ve built up just crumbled. Uncontrolled. The support had been taken out and I had nothing to lean back on. I find myself with my phone in my hand and Nightcord open, but nothing. The only thing that flashes between each of my blinks are my messages. Those aren’t what I want to see.
I guess I have no other option, do I?
I stare at my phone and my alarm app stares back at me. There’s nothing else I can do.
Click.
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Ring ring! Ring ring ring! Ring rin-
Slam.
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I groan as I get up, but that feeling of dread drains out of me as soon as I remember why I’m going to school. Ena. I rush out of the house, not even glancing to grab any breakfast and run towards Kamiyama High School. My questions needed answers and someone should have all the answers.
A quick prayer slips my lips as I zip it past the school gates and towards 1-C. I spot him and I yell out to him, out of breath.
“Otouto-kun~”
“What do you want, Akiyama? Also, why are you out of breath?”
I twiddle my fingers for a while before I go for my ribbon once again,
“Ena hasn’t been answering my messages and I was hoping you could tell her to answer my messages.”
“Oh, about that.”
Akito glances down at his feet before he pauses.
“So, about Ena..”