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You hated him.
you hated the way he walked, the way he would slouch and run away with the slightest glare (but at least that was funny). You hated the way he spoke, using the most weird internet lingo and sayings that next to no one could understand. You hated how his weird hair would flow, laughing with some of your friends about whether or not he would be bald if you poured water on him. You hated-
“ow…” a male voice said as you bumped into someone, knocking the both of you to the ground.
“I'm so sorry!- oh, its just you.” You say as you realize just who it was that you ran into, no longer caring that it was him that you bumped into.
“I’m going to be late to my club because of you now! Ugh” you storm off with a scoff but notice a slight pull at your heart, your taken aback ‘what..is this feeling… do i like him..? No! No no no no no!! This can’t be happening, i hate him! I hate him i hate him i hate himmm!!!” Your internal freak out confuses idia as he unintentionally follows you to Sam’s shop.
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Idia’s POV:
gosh, why couldn’t I just have ortho get my new game instead of me…
Umph!
“Ow..” i fall back and freeze as i see the person who bumped into me, shit.
they begin to.. apologize? Oh, never mind, here comes the harshness and bitchy mood they always have around me. they stand up and scoff out some angry blame before storming off. I groan as I realize I’m going to have to follow them.
I follow behind from a little far away. I try to make it seem as if I’m not following them, WHICH I AM NOT!! Gosh.. why did i have to run into them..
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Readers pov:
why did i have to run into him.. you grumble as you make your way to the board game club, you look behind you after hearing mumbling and see Idia; thinking that he’s following you, you groan and decide whether or not to confront him.