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Kim Dokja laid on the hospital bed, glaring at his phone. He had tried to attempt flying off his school's 3rd floor and failed, unfortunately. With nothing to live for anymore, he stared at his old phone's cracked screen, wondering what to do with his life.
He thinks about all the things he went through, his whole life and what might happen in the future. His future definitely didn't seem too bright. With a sigh, he swiped at his phone, unlocking it, and blankly staring at all the apps.
Then, he had an idea. It wasn't a very good one, but it was a thought, nonetheless. He heard that many people text their number neighbours for fun. He could try that too, couldn't he? Maybe someone might answer him. He didn't hope for much though. No one would want to talk to someone like him, in real life. But maybe someone might listen to him online, through a screen, a place where no one would know what kind of person he was.
So, Kim Dokja went to his contacts and dialed his phone number. He decided to change the last digit to its successor. Saving the number as <3 neighbour with a smile, he went back to his messaging app and searched for the number. He thought of what to text for a long time, before finally deciding on something simple.
You: hello!!!
^_^ ur my number neighbour hii
so where r u from :)
He doesn't get a reply anytime soon, but he keeps trying.
You: helloooo
:> wanna hear about this new book I'm reading?
You: so basically it's called Three ways to survive in an apocalypse
I call it wos for short (ways of survivl)
survival*
hehe it's pretty cool
After relentlessly texting the other person, he finally did get a reply. Except it wasn't anything pleasant, like a "Hello, nice to meet you too :)" like how a normal person should respond. At least Kim Dokja thought that should be an appropriate response, unlike his very rude number neighbour.
<3 neighbour: who are you. Where did you get my number.
You: :0 you replied!! I'm ur number neibour!!
<3 neighbour: what is that.
You: u don't know what a number neighbour is???
<3 neighbour: I have no time to know such foolish things.
You: >:( rude I'm a very kind number neighbour
<3 neighbour: you are annoying.
you keep messaging useless things. What the hell is a number neighbour.
Kim Dokja thought to himself as he snickered lightly, 'What a rude bastard...'
You: it's when u text a phone number in which the last digit is one digit more or less that the other :>
<3 neighbour: annoying.
You: well it got u to reply didn't it >:)
<3 neighbour: don't message me.
You: why nottttttt
<3 neighbour: because you are irritating.
You: :(
so mean :(((((
<3 neighbour: I am not.
You: u areeee
<3 neighbour: shut up.
You: we will become besties in the future I'm sure of it!!!
<3 neighbour: ??
You: heh I have the perfect plan and we will definitely be friends soon
u can't stop me ;)
<3 neighbour: ...
And that's how Kim Dokja and his number neighbour started texting almost every single day about anything at all. Kim Dokja would tell the other about how his day went and if the other man was in a good(?) mood he might even respond.
You: my day went kinda well todayyyy wbyyyy?? I bought a new apartment!!
<3 neighbour: how old are you.
Kim Dokja thought his new friend was probably old, with the way he texted. Kim Dokja thought his friend was an old man at times, always having proper punctuation and full stops in his sentences. Kim Dokja didn't want the other man to stop talking to him just because of his age, so he decided to lie. He didn't want to explain his circumstances either. He had been forced to buy an apartment because of his relatives who hated his guts. Kim Dokja knew they were planning to kick him out anyways, because of the stunt he pulled (aka trying to kick the bucket by skydiving from his school). They were a bunch of assholes, and Kim Dokja would rather not be living with them anyways. But Kim Dokja didn't want to burden his friend with all of this information. He would rather take it to his grave instead.
You: errrrrr 17?
<3 neighbour: where did you get the money for a new apartment.
You: ....uhhhh it's long story hahahaha
<3 neighbour: ..
You: are u worried about me ;)
The power of deflection and teasing his tsundere companion worked well. Kim Dokja just hoped this wouldn't come back to bite him in the ass later...
<3 neighbour: ...you fool.
And so, Kim Dokja wasn't alone anymore, and he also didn't want to die. His new friend gave him motivation to live his life, somehow. Even if his life was a mess, he wanted to talk to his only friend for longer. As long as he would be alive at least.