When you encountered a man at the park who asked you out on a date, things might get a bit crazy as there are crimes, murders, and missing people going on within the streets even though it wasn't his fault.
You know, that is the first time "meeting" him, right?
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I finished grooming myself, and now it's time for me to hit the hay.
I open my phone to check what is up tonight before I turn off the lights and make sure that the window is permanently closed from the outside.
Soon, I finally closed my eyes and drift into memory lane.
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It was only a few days after the incident when my "friends" went missing.
Everyone turned towards me because of how I looked or how they are concerned about my reaction towards those bitches.
I went into my locker and packed my books into my bag when I heard a thud on the other side of the hall.
I went there to see what was going on and turns out, it was a school fight.
A goth-like man is fighting against some jock who wants to steal lunch money.
What's more interesting is that the goth boy called the jock a whore because the jock is about to rape him.
Sooner than later, the school staff came in and broke the fight.
I never knew what happened, but all I knew was that the jock is somehow expelled.
YN: Good for the goth man.
It's a good thing that school is over, I could finally do something to relax while I still can.
I reached the roof and sit on the floor before pulling out my pack of cigs and a lighter.
I light up my cig and puff some smoke out in the air.
I pulled out my earphones and listen to some of my favorite music.
I was deeply spaced out when I heard the door open.
I turned to see the goth man standing there.
I then turned away and said,
YN: You can sit if you like.
He sat beside me, I shared some cigs and he accepted it.
I handed him a lighter to light his cigarette.
I blew some smoke and flick my cig.
YN: Rough day, huh?
???: How do you know?
YN: You know, the fight?
???: Oh, yeah. What's the point anyways?
YN: You and I are in common.
???: Eh?
I turned towards the goth man.
YN: I mean, it's been a while since I used to be friends with those popular bitches who went missing so suddenly. I don't feel any mourning or pity for them, that is because I just don't wanna. And yet, my parents were forced to just because they wanted a "perfect" child.
I look at the glowing light of the opened lighter.
YN: At least, I can now feel freedom this week. That's more important for me.
I turned away to watch the sun turning to dusk.
Suddenly, I heard him reply.
???: Hey, at least you're not bad to me.
That is a surprise.
YN: Really?
???: Yeah, I mean, you and I are in common; introverts. Plus, I never get along with my family as well, especially my mother. She was never there for me, even my sister.
YN: I assume you hate your sister as well?
The goth man nodded.
YN: Hey, at least we have something we just discover.
The goth man looks at me as he sees my hand held out for a handshake.
YN: I'm Luan.
The goth man smirks before shaking my hand and told his name.
???: Peter.
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