lovely | 𝐬. 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨

chapter 5

"Which outfit should I wear?" I asked myself as I looked at the mirror. It's like 9AM. I woke up at 8 to shower and do other stuff.

My parents aren't home. Again. I didn't think much since they're barely home and I just mind my own business.

I always distract myself by reading manga or novel. It's calming atleast. They always give me a lot amount of money.

I'm pretty sure the purpose is to make it up for them not spending time with me. I chuckled hearing my own thoughts.

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I waited at the train station to wait for a certain person. It's 10:15AM.

Since I was bored and still waiting for him, I went to the nearest vending machine to buy a bottle water for myself.

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I sat at the bench that was not occupied by someone and waited for him. I'm almost done with my water.

I waited for 5 more minutes. And there. I saw him walking towards me with an unreadable expression.

I stood up from the bench and dusted the invisible dust on my skirt. I looked at him and walked near him.

"You're late." I exclaimed locking my eyes with his eyes. He stood still and looked at my figure.

"Sorry." He apologized after an unwanted silence. I huffed and shrugged it off.

"Let's go." I interjected nonchalantly. Sanzu just followed me my lead to the train.

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Shibuya was crowded. I understand. It was weekend anyways.

"Where do you wanna go?" I asked Sanzu who is beside me. My eyes focused on his figure. He looked me and just shrugged. He went silent right after and just looked ahead of him.

Sigh. I really dislike how silent he is. I huffed in annoyance. "Let's go to the cafè I went yesterday." I said.

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I ordered (F/F) and (F/D) while he ordered a bread. I looked at the dishes he ordered. He watched my actions in a confused state.

I looked at him. "You sure are bland." I blurted accidentally. Whoops. Sanzu became more confused. "What?" He mumbled.

And suddenly I remembered something. "You sure you're comfortable eating here?" I questioned intently.

He just shrugged. He didn't remove his mask yet. "Just eat." He said making hand gesture for me to eat.

"Alright." I continued eating and glanced at him from time to time. I realized he just looked at his bread.

"Are you gonna eat it?" I asked him again. He glanced at me. His longs eyelashed fluttered while doing so. "Yeah." He muttered.

I looked at him and dropped my fork. "If you're uncomfortable eating here, just say so." I complained, my eyebrows were furrowed in frustration. He looked and he looked sorry. "Sorry." He mumbled silently.

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We walked out of the cafè when I was done eating my dish. I told the worker to give us the pack thingy. The bread was packed inside that paperbag.

I sat at a bench and motioned him to do so. He sat next to me in silence. Both us were silent for a solid 3 minutes. People walking by and were chit-chatting. I tried to break the silence but nothing came out of my mouth. But after a minute,"Sorry." Both of us muttered out at the same time.

We looked at each other. Our eyes were widened but calm down after a second. "Sorry for being too harsh on you earlier." I started apologizing while looking at the ground. I gripped my skirt nervously. I regretted my outburst earlier.