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It was an average day in Anakt high school. 5 minutes before class started and Till was with his classmates. Talking, laughing, and so on.
And all of the sudden...
He saw it.
A drawing. And not any kind of drawing . Better than his. A lot better. Till froze in his place and ran off. His classmates were confused but not worried about him. Till ran while some tears escaped his eyes. How was someone better than him? He was below average at everything besides art; art was the only place where he could shine, he was the best at art in this school. Clearly not.. He got to the bathroom and sat down. Geez, this just had to happen on Monday of all days.
“Hey… you good in there?” He heard a voice from the stall next to him.
He nearly jumped.
“Oh uhm… y-yea…”
“okay”
“…”
“…”
“You mind handing me some toilet paper?”
What the fuck. He angrily took almost the whole toilet paper roll and tossed it to the stall. “Here.”
“Oh, thank you?
… You sure you’re good in there?”
“Yes!” He shouted.
It became quiet. Only the sound of Till’s sniffles could be heard. After awhile there was also a flush of the toilet and knocking on Till’s stall.
“If you need to talk to anyone, you can talk to me…” the mysterious man said.
“There’s no need…” Till replied, drying his tears away with the sleeves of his shirt.Once he dried all the tears from his face he stood up and went to open his stall. When he opened it he saw a man taller than him with black hair and black eyes with red surrounding his pupils. The man widen his eyes slightly when Till came out. For an awkward amount of time they were just staring at each other.
“What are you still doing here?” Till asked slightly blushing and turning his head away.
The black-haired man just smiled and answered “Well, I waited just in case you would change your mind and talk to me.”
“I already told you there’s no need. Just move so i can leave.” The man just nodded and moved out of the way. What a weird man… Till thought. Who helps a stranger they met in the bathroom?
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He saw his friends sitting in their usual spot during lunch and went to sit with them. He slammed his tray so hard the whole table shook.
“Damn, who pissed in your coffee this morning?” Fucking Luka had the nerve to say.
“Eat shit and die.”
“Hey, Till you good?” Mizi asked. Sometimes he was convinced she was his only true friend in this friend group.
“I saw someone draw better than me, then i went to the bathroom and a random dude from the stall next to me had the nerve to ask me to toss some toilet paper to him.”
“I’m sure whoever the person was wasn’t better than you.”
“Well you didn’t see the fucking drawing now did you?”
Mizi sighed while gently rubbing his shoulder. “Look, even if he was better than you, which i doubt, you’re still an amazing artist, and i think everyone on this table would agree.”
“Sure I guess…” Till replied while stabbing his food with chopsticks.
After that everybody went back to their normal conversations; talking about what happened in class, some gossip and so on. Till just zoned out and watched student come in and out of the cafeteria. When suddenly he saw a familiar black-haired dude smiling and heading to their table. He came behind Sua and hugged her from the back.
"Suaaaa, ive been looking for you! You forgot to bring your lunch to school today." The mysterious black-haired guy said. While handing Sua her lunch
"Ah thanks i guess. Now go away, I’m already sick of your face." Sua grabbed her lunch from the black-haired guy.
Till just looked at them confused and annoyed.
"Oh, look! Its the tsundure toliet paper guy!"
A WHAT NOW? Till thought while glaring at the guy. It looked like the glare didn’t bother the guy though, he simply smiled creepily at Till with all his teeth.
"Ohhh, was that Ivan the guy who annoyed you?" Mizi turned her attention back to Till. Ivan? That was his name?
"...yeah." Till muttered. He was not it the mood for new people. He was already flusterd and frustrated enough.
"Hey im not annoying!" So called Ivan said pouting at Till.
"Yes, you are. Even Luka is better than you." Sua rolled her eyes as she continued eating.
Luka glared at Sua. Mizi started changing the topic again.
"...Anyway! Sua and Ivan are twins! Im suprised she never talked behind his back to you though.. "
Ivan sat next to Till while the others talked. Every time Till would glance at him he was already smiling and staring at Till. What a weird guy. Till thought while trying to eat his lunch in peace. He couldn’t help but glance at Ivan every now and then. Making eye contact and breaking it quickly with a slight blush. Thankfully, the bell rang and everyone went back to class.
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The other classes went by quickly and Till was outside school heading home. He suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder. He jumped and turned around to see who it was. And of course it had to be Ivan.
“Hey man i just wanted to ask why you were crying in the toilet earlier.”
“It doesn’t matter. It was a dumb reason anyways.”
“Well it can’t be a dumb reason if you cried over it.”
This time Till just ignored him and kept walking. He glanced back and saw Ivan was following him while smiling like a maniac.
“Are you just going to keep following me or what?!”
“What’s your name?”
“If I tell you my name will you stop following me?”
Ivan thought for a moment then responded “Maybe?”
Till sighed, “…It’s Till.”
“Sorry, can you repeat it? I didn’t hear you-“
“It’s Till!” He yelled at him; after realising other students stopped and stared at them, a blush found its way to Till’s cheeks. “Now leave me alone and stop following me!”
"Till, huh? Well, see you then...Till!" Ivan waved and walked away. Till then glanced behind, and Ivan wasn't there anymore.
He sighed in relief and headed to his house. He was so embarrassed. He cried over nothing, that’s the worst he was in school. Anyone could come in and make fun of him. Good thing he was with Ivan then.
He finally came to his house and went to his room. He still didn’t bother to clean his room. It was covered in posters of his favourite bands, clothes lying around and on his desk were sheets of paper all over it as well as some snacks and drinks. His mom insists that he should clean his room. He would find things easier or something. But if he was being honest, he was perfectly fine like this; he knew where everything was.
He took his guitar and sat on his bed while propping his guitar with his knee. He started playing some of his favourite songs. He always plays guitar when he’s feeling stressed or just wants to get things out of his mind. It always helped. He brushed his finger across the strings; it came naturally to him at this point. He’d been playing guitar for years.
Ever since he was a kid, Till always wanted to play the guitar, and his biggest idol was his father. Everyday until Till was twelve his father used to play Till's favorite song until Till fell asleep. One day Till was basically on his knees, desperately trying to convince his father to teach him how to play the guitar. Till’s father disagreed and they got into a fight. Till said so many things that he regretted just seconds after. Till didn't talk to his father the whole day. But he wished he had never been mad at him. Since it was the last time he ever saw his dad. He died in a car crash hours later. No doctor could've saved him. The guilt from that day eats him alive till today...
Till sighed and put his guitar down, figuring it was already late and he should get ready for sleep. He brushed his teeth, threw on some comfy pyjamas and went to lie in his bed. Before sleep, he took his phone out and scrolled on social media. There was nothing interesting happening, so he quickly fell asleep.
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The next morning, Till woke up to someone spamming his phone. He groaned while reaching for his phone. There were 17 messages from an unknown number. Who the fuck has the energy to text him this much in 7am?
Unkown number
7:00am
heyaaa (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶) .ᐟ.ᐟ
guess who!!!!!!!
why arent you replyinggg
are you still sleeping (,,•᷄ࡇ•᷅ ,,)?
wakeee uppppppppp
im boredddddddddddd
till
till
till
till
till
till
tillyyyyyy~ ᗜ⩊ᗜ
wake upppppppppp
come onnnnnn
whats taking you so longgghggg
still sleeping (๑-﹏-๑)
You
7:06 am
who tf is this?
Unknown number
7:07am
its Ivan (˶˃ ∇ ˂˶)
if youre wondering i got your
number from sua (๑>•̀๑)
Of course it’s Ivan, who else would it be. Till really didn’t have the energy for this over-enthusiastic person. He swears he’s going to kill Sua today at school.
You
7:07am
im blocking you
Unknown number
7:07am
WAIT NOOOO
*you have blocked
this number*
Till groaned and muttered under his breath."..well that’s one way to ruin my morning.."
He lazily got up a stretched his arms. Standing up from bed, he looked for his uniform; it was thrown over his chair. He took his uniform and noticed it was slightly wrinkled. He put it on and hoped no one will notice. He ate his breakfast and started walking towards the school with headphones and while listening to music. He knew it wasn't going to be an easy day since just yesterday he met a person so annoying he needed to block them. Ivan.
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He entered the school as he opened his locker and got his notebook he sketches in when he's bored in class. When he closed his locker, suddenly Ivan popped out.
"Whatcha got there?~" Ivan smirked as his eyes turn to Till's notebook.
"..nothing. And leave me alone already. I thought I made it clear that I blocked you and didn't wanna see you." Till started walking so he can get away from Ivan.
"Oh, come on! And I just got your number, block me later!" Ivan whined as he followed Till through the hallway.
“Are you a lost dog or something? Why do you keep following me around?”
“Well, I can be a dog for you-“
Till slapped Ivan across the face.
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Till finally managed to get to his class after Ivan stopped following him. He sat down and saw his classmates heading his way. The same ones from yesterday, when he ran away to hide in the bathroom. Oh fuck.
“Hey dude, what happened yesterday? Why did you run away?” One of them, Acorn, asked.
“I, uhm, I just wasn’t feeling well.”
“Wait… don’t tell me you got jealous after that person showed a drawing.”The other one, Marty, said.
“What? No!” he lied. Till wished he was better at lying, because the looks his classmates were giving him was telling him that they knew he wasn’t saying the truth.
“Oh, you definitely did. You do know that he printed it out right? He wanted to impress his girl or something if I remember correctly.”
Till widen his eyes. The drawing he cried over yesterday wasn’t even drawn by a person? He was so mad at himself. How couldn’t he tell it was printed? He should’ve known there was no one better than him.
“Y-yea, of course I knew!”
“If you say so.”
The bell then rang and they all went to their seats as the teacher came into the classroom. The class was pretty boring. The teacher taught the class how to draw har anatomy, nothing that was new to Till; so he just zoned out for the rest of the period.
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Lunch came by, and usuall Till would’ve be happy, except this time…
“Tilly~ feed me some food! Ahh~”
There was a certain black-haired dude annoying the shit out of him (that dude was Ivan, if you were wondering) . He chose to ignore him, and talk to Sua instead.
“So, Sua, why did Ivan suddenly come during the semester?”
Ivan looked at him, betrayed. “Tillyyyyyyy~ why are you ignoring me-“
“Well…” Sua cut him off “as you know, our father is a business man, so he had to go to France because of it, and chose to take Ivan with him. They were there for around a year and just came back. They could’ve stayed longer, though.” Sua finished.
Till nodded“And also, just why did you give Ivan my number?”
“Well, he practically got on his knees and begged for it, and I did not want him to throw a tantrum. Trust me, if you would’ve seen his tantrums, you would also give him what he wants before he throws one.”
Till groaned and went back to eating his food; not missing the way that Ivan was still staring at him with that weird smile of his. He really creeped Till out. What was just sooo fascinating about Till’s face that you could stare at it like that for almost the whole lunch break, actually, for almost the whole day. Till can’t name one time he looked at Ivan today and Ivan wasn’t already looking back at him; whether it was in the halls, during lunch time… Till turned to Ivan, who was, of course, already staring at him.
“Why do you keep staring at me?” Till asked.
“Hmm… I like your piercings, when did you get them?”
Till touched his ear piercings, he had four on his left ear and three on the right.
“Oh… thanks… i guess.”Till turned his face away.
“You know, you blush an awful lot.”
“Shut up! I do not!”Till yelled back defensively while glaring at him. Many said that his glare could kill people; but that wasn’t the case for Ivan, he just laughed at the red Till.
“Yes, you do! But I like it; you’re cute when you blush~”
Till went even more red (if that was somehow possible). He then took a handfull of rice from his lunch and shoved it in Ivan’s face.
“Oi, stop flirting lovebirds~” Hyuna teased.
“Shut UP!” Till stood up and ran away from the cafeteria.
Till ran off from cafeteria to the hallway. Couldn't they just leave him alone? Especially Ivan. Till made it crystal clear that he doesn't wanna be around him. Till found a quiet place with no students around and sat on the floor; sniffing quietly.
But then of course Ivan had to follow him. Till was so mad he swore there was smoke coming out of his ears.
"Why? Why can't you just leave me the fuck alone? Go bother someone else who isn't already fed up with your bullshit." Till said exhaustingly. He didn't have the energy to deal with Ivan right now.
"Cause you're interesting. You blush over everything, you're edgy, and so mysterious. I wanna know more about you." Ivan looks at Till, kinda passionately. But still that stupid grin over his face that never dissappeares. Till looks at Ivan, but unlike Ivan he's glaring and frowning at him.
"So you're just bored?" Till crossed his arms, amused by Ivan's answer.
"Just when did I say tha-" before Ivan could finish his sentence the bell rang. Till took one last glance at Ivan before heading back.
"Well whatever, dude... Just don't follow me everywhere like a lost puppy." Till walked away, but Ivan kept walking right behind him. Till sighed “Didn’t I just tell you to not follow me?”
“But I’m not following you.” Ivan responded, slightly frowning; “I’m just getting to my class.”
“Fuck, don’t tell me we have the same class…”
“Maybe we do, maybe we don’t.” Ivan said with the brightest smile ever. Till knew this wouldn’t end well.
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They, infact, did have the same class. Luckily, Ivan chose to sit behind Till (after Till yelled at him that he can’t sit next to him). The class was boring, as usual. Ivan was being suspiciously quiet during the class; but Till knew that there was no way Ivan could actually stay quiet the whole time. Just as Till was thinking that, he saw a someone throw a piece of paper on his desk. He opened it, and he honestly wasn’t surprised to see that it was from, none other than Ivan. Till didn’t want the teacher to call him out during class, so he just ripped the paper in pieces.
But, of course, Ivan wouldn’t stop there. He threw another paper not even a minute later. Till just ripped it again; he thought maybe Ivan would finally get the hint, but who was he kidding? Yet another paper crawled its way to his desk. This was really starting to get on his nerved now. He chose to see what Ivan was so desperate about.
He got even more angry when he saw all that Ivan wrote was: heyaaaa<3
Till took his pencil out and wrote: wtf do u want? He then proceeds to throw the paper back to Ivan.
After thirty seconds or so, the paper came back to him. Ivan drew a horrible sketch of angry Till with cat ears and wrote next to it: yk what? you rlly remind me of an angry cat sometimes lol.
Till snorted and drew a sketch of Ivan as a puppy, a good sketch, unlike Ivan’s sketch of Till. oh yea? well you remind me of a dog with no owner who just keeps following me around! and btw that sketch is horrible. He threw the paper back to Ivan, hoping he would stop talking with him via a piece of paper, but this was Ivan; so of course he didn’t stop.
The paper went back to him and this time Ivan wrote: hey dont be mean >:( and you drew me sooo cuteee! do you find me that cute??
Till widen his eyes at the text, a blush crawling its way onto his neck. He angrily took his pencil with a grip so tight it might break any second and wrote: WHAT????? I DO NOT FIND YOU CUTE! He threw the paper back, but it quickly came back to him.
I think you doooo;) Till crumpled the paper in his fists while being as red as a tomato. He turned to glare at Ivan from his seat, but, who would’ve guessed; Ivan was already staring at him while smiling. Seriously, Ivan needed to stop with that smile; Till swore it would be in his nightmares. He felt a shiver at that thought. God, he hoped he wouldn’t ever have to dream of this man and his smile.
Thankfully, Ivan didn’t throw any other paper at Till (he did, but Till just ignored it). Class finally ended, and Till rushed out of the classroom before Ivan could get to him.
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That was the last class, and Till was going home, hoping Ivan would finally let him be. Till just wanted a nice walk home while listening to his favourite bands, was that too much to ask for? Till began leaving the school, but before he could leave the school gate he saw him. Ivan. How was he already at the gates? Till left before him. And worst of all, he looked like he was waiting for someone. Till felt bad for the person Ivan was waiting for. Probably Sua, he thought.
"Ah there you are!" Ivan looked up at Till, brightly smiling.
Till took a deep sigh. So he was that unlucky person, great. "What do you want now?" He asked, praying to whatever gods were real that he would just say something stupid and leave him alone.
"Oh nothin' much!" Ivan said while smiling; the same smile he had when he always wanted to do something with Till.
".."
"Im gonna walk you home, kay?" Ivan winked at Till; still smiling at him. What. Why would he do that? Wasn't he annoying enough today?
"No go away." Till started walking to his house.
"Dudeee! What's your problem?? I just wanted to be friends!" Ivan whined as he wrapped his arm around Till's shoulder. Till was so annoyed his veins could jump out of his skin at this point.
"No, Ivan, 'friends' don't have to know where eachother live. Thats basic knowledge." Till pushed Ivan's arm off of him.
"Well... You can walk me home tomorrow then, you already know where I live cause of Sua, right?" Ivan winked at Till as he wrapped his arm around Till's shoulder once again.
"No. I'd rather have Luka sit on my face. Mind you I already hate him enough." Till tried to push Ivan's hand off of his shoulder but, damn, Ivan was strong.
"Look, can you at least try to be nice?" Ivan pouted but still had a small smile on his face.
"No. Pretty sure i wouldn't be around you even if you paid me." Till rolled his eyes.
"I live pretty close to school anyways, so you can just go your way now." Till looked at Ivan, clearly wanting for him to go away.
"Nah, ill follow you until your house. I wanna see where our little emo lives." Ivan grinned again.
Till sighed; couldn’t Ivan just take a damn hint already? “Sure, you can follow me but under one condition.”
“Which is..?”
“You have to stay silent the whole time.”
“But then it wouldn’t be fun!”Ivan pouted, his snuggle tooth poking his bottom lip.
“Take it or leave it, I don’t care.” Till said as he took his headphones out and put some music on. Ivan was saying something but Till couldn’t hear him over his music. Till grinned at his victory.
While they walked it looked like Ivan wasn’t trying anything funny; he just kept glancing around looking at his surroundings. He really did look like a lost puppy. Till ignored him, choosing to listen to music instead. He was happy Ivan was at least good enough to stick to his condition. Until…
He felt something poking his shoulder. Ivan, of course. Till took one of his headphones. “Tilly~ we’ve been walking for 10 minutes already, I thought you said you’re close to the school.”
“I did say didn’t I? Hmmm, well I lied.” He said and put his headphones back on.
“Tillyyyyyyy~” Ivan continued whining, but Till chose to ignore him. Ivan will not ruin Till’s listening experience on his walk home, thank you very much. Ivan obviously couldn’t take the hint and kept poking his shoulder.
“Look, I had one condition, ONE, and if you bother me one more time, I’m running away and never talking to you again.”
Ivan looked at Till like a kicked puppy. Till couldn’t care less though; he needed some time for his music. It looks like Ivan finally got the hint because he stopped bothering him.
Once they reached Till’s home he took his headphones off and turned to Ivan. “Here we are, so you can go home now.”
Ivan looked at his house, examining it. “Wow, it’s pretty small-“
Till slapped Ivan for the second time that day.
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Till entered his house “Mom, I’m home.”
“Oh, hey Till! Who was that young man with you right now?”
Great. Till just came home and, of course, he needs to talk about Ivan of all people. “No one, just some friend of a friend.”
“He was kind of handsome…”
“Mom, please.”
“Okay, okay, I’ll stop bothering you, you can go to your room.”
When Till entered his room he immediately went face first into the bed. He groaned; he had absolutely no energy left to do anything today. Somehow being with Ivan for that long drained all the energy from him. He turned on his back and stared at the ceiling. Maybe I should unblock Ivan. Till immediately jumped to a seating position at that thought. No way… He was just thinking about how draining he is. But… maybe he really wants to just be friends with him. Till groaned and begrudgingly took his phone out and clicked on Ivan’s contact. Here goes nothing… He thought as he unblocked Ivan.
*you have unblocked this number*
You
5:39pm
hey
Unknown number
5:40pm
ahsggshahahshshha
You
5:40pm
dude… you ok?
Unknown number
5:40pm
sorry got a lil excited
hshshshs
anyways
watchaaa doinnn ૮₍ ´ ꒳ `₎ა
You
5:41pm
texting you
Unknown number
5:41pm
tillyyyyyyy dont be so dryyyyy ｡°(°¯᷄◠¯᷅°)°｡
btw what did u save my number as???
You
5:41pm
i didnt
Unknown number
5:41pm
*gasp* tilllyyyyyyyyy .·°՞(¯□¯)՞°·.
save my numberrrrrr
You
5:41pm
ok calm down
*you saved this number as Dumbfuck*
5:42pm
here i saved it
Dumbfuck
5:42pm
what did u save it as???
You
5:42pm
not telling
Dumbfuck
5:42pm
is it something dirtyyyyyy (˵ ¬ᴗ¬˵)
You
5:43pm
im gonna block u
Dumbfuck
5:43pm
WSIT
NIIOOOOOOO
DONTTTTT
You
5:43pm
btw what are u using for ur emojis?
Dumbfuck
5:43pm
theres this one app!
wait ill send u the link
https://coolappforfontsandemojisidk//www
You
5:43pm
thanks imma try it
5:46pm
ᶠᶸᶜᵏᵧₒᵤ !
Dumbfuck
5:46pm
TILLYYY!!!!! (ó﹏ò｡)
Till put his phone down, not bothering to reply to Ivan anymore. His phone was still buzzing with notifications, most likely from Ivan; it isn’t like anyone else texted with him this much… What why Ivan so fascinated by Till? Always following him around and being so flirty. Whatever, he’s probably like that with everyone; Till though.
After three minutes or so of Till ignoring Ivan, someone called Till’s phone. He swore to god if it was Ivan that he was gonna throw his phone away.
He finally checked his phone; seeing that it was, thankfully, not Ivan. It was Sua. Sua rarely ever called him tho. After she found out Till used to have a crush on Mizi she held a grudge against him. But that was all the way back in middle school! And Mizi was already then a lesbian. He clicked answer on his phone and Sua immediately started talking;”Till? Finally you answered! Can you please reply to Ivan? He’s throwing a tantrum because you’re ignoring him!”
“Ughhhh, but he’s so annoying!”
“Oh, yea? Well he’s even more annoying while throwing a tantrum! Now, for the love of god, if you don’t answer him, I swear I’m gonna kill your ass next time I see you.”
“Fine! I’ll answer him!”
“You better!” and with that Sua hung up.
He groaned loudly, why did Ivan choose him for a victim to annoy? Wasn’t there anyone else? His phone was still vibrating with the messages from Ivan. Instead of texting and replying to, god knows, how many messages he chose to call him instead.
It rang once, and Ivan already answered “Till!” he said, and Till can already imagine the smile on his face.
“Sua told me you were throwing a tantrum.”
“Whattttttt, no I wasn’t”
“Whatever. What do you wanna do now since you finally have my attention.”
“Hmmm, well let’s play 21 questions! To get to know each other better!”
“That’s such a stupid game, but whatever.”
They played 21 questions, mainly asking dumb and useless questions like favourite food, colour, music band… But they quickly diverted from that game and started arguing about who played spider man the best from all movies. It was such a dumb topic to debate on, but Till actually had fun; there was no chance he’d tell Ivan that though.
After some much talking, Till hung up, saying he was tired. He glanced up at his clock and saw it was already 9:12 pm. Ivan and he talked for around two and a half hours. He could’ve sworn it was much less. Time just flew over so quickly while talking to Ivan… and he actually had a decent amount of fun while talking to him.
Till buried his face in his pillow. He was embarrassed like usual, so it was a habit to cover his face even when no one was around. After some thinking, Till raised his head up and looked out the window.
"Huh...Maybe Ivan isn't so bad.."