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"hi"

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Spine..., 8:49PM
Hello?
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"Hello?"?????

Is that it?

There's no way that's her.

I was already too tired of thinking of her.

But as soon as I closed my eyes and tried to sleep it off...

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SpinelessHQ, 8:51PM
You probably won't see this but hi
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Really?
Why now?
"hi?"
Is that all?
I can't believe this is happening.

As much as I wanted to break down and tell her everything and how I felt in a negative way, I stopped myself just to question my morals and how she impacted my life.

Which was a good thing.

I'm glad I didn't go any further than that.

Why is she so happy?
"hi"?

Yet again, I found myself questioning myself as those simple words kept repeating in my head.

I had to reply.

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8:51 PM
Y/N? Is this really you?
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Did I hate her?

No.

It's hard to say.

But deep deep inside of me, I was still questioning myself, and her actions.

Why did she impact me so much?

Did I... Feel anything towards her?

At the time, it's hard to say. I barely remember.

But why is it when I think of her...

Do I feel so guilty, or yet grieving?

She made me laugh many times, and it was clear that I felt so attracted to her, at the time at least. it's crazy how she still stuck with me even after I showed her what I look like.

A pathetic prepubescent little boy.
I was also a bit overweight.

Yikes.

Why am I overthinking this.

How stupid of me.

Did I do something wrong?

How does one stop the thoughts?

Nonetheless, I had to just patiently wait for a reply.

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She was typing.

Why is my heart beating so fast.

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Y/N's POV:

Was that too enthusiastic???
Holy crap he actually replied.
Oh my god.
I felt my heart beating so fast.

Is it creepy that after so many years...

I still think of you.

...How stupid of me.

I have to reply.

I was still at my moms place it was well into the evening hours.

8:54 PM
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Alex? Is this really you?
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I sent that message still shaking in my boots.
It was clear to me that I was nervous.

And it was still absolutely surreal to me that after so many years...

He still replied.

I didn't get time to think about it when he just gave me a number.

His number.

No context, no warning, just a bunch of numbers.

I didn't even respond this time.
I just slowly but carefully typed his number on my stupid Android while still not being able to process this when I get a text from Jin, my roommate. She was telling me to come home and someone was looking for me, in an angry tone.

"WHAT?"
I jumped from my seat.

He was the only thing on my mind at the moment so hearing something like that made me jump even more.

I left my moms place feeling secure that I at least have a way of contacting him.

I don't even know why would I ever need to contact him...

There's just so much... That I need to explain... ah I don't even wanna think about it.

But in the back of my mind, I did.
I wanted to start over.
So bad.
I missed him.
Or the kind of person he used to be.

I pulled up to my driveway after a very nervous ride home just to find my roommate with another silhouette standing next to her on the porch.

I yelped for a second while approaching...

Ok wtf. What was I really expecting here.

My Amazon package just came and one of my neighbours accidentally got it.

I took the package, thanked my neighbour while Jin was telling me about how she was fighting with the neighbour, Mrs. Lee. When  she told her that I wasn't home and that Jin was willing to take it for me, Mrs. Lee didn't believe her so they broke into an argument.

Mrs. Lee was pretty old, and probably forgot that I was living with a roommate even after countless of times she saw us living together in a cheap rented apartment near our college that surprisingly, has a lot of seniors living in the building.

Not to mention that my other neighbour thinks we're raging lesbians even even after yet again, countless of times we told him we're not.

Not to mention he was an old man in his 50s.

Not gonna lie though, Jinnie recently got a mullet and we do kinda look like it.

I thought that was so funny to me.

Jinnie, or how everyone likes to call her, Jin was the opinionated type who likes to argue.

"Yikes dude, hopefully you didn't leave a bad first impression on her"
I winked while giggling.

And that simple night was enough for me to forget all my worries...

Until I heard my phone ring...

Oh boy, who could that be 😀