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With Ethan at school, it being night here, and the fact that I have nothing else to do, I try to find Ethan's social medias.

The fact that I don't even know his last name is annoying me, and I don't have enough time to go through the million Ethans in the whole world. 

I wonder if I can just ask him outright... this doesn't seem like that big of deal, especially when we're trying to reconnect. It's not an uncommon thing, and Ethan seems like he'll give in and won't think too much of it.

Again, I'm overthinking this whole situation. And now I can't afford to mess up, more than ever. Before my plan, I wouldn't mind as much if he finally knew it was me. But now? I can't mess this up, not for him and Ashley.

me: hey ethan
me: just wondering, do you have social media?

Surprisingly, he replies back quickly. He must be allowed to use his phone in his class, or he's on break or something. 

ethan: of course
ethan: instagram is ethancheong

I change his name in my phone immediately, happy that I'm able to add more information. I had no idea he was Asian, though, but then again, I didn't really try to imagine what he looked like in my head.

I hadn't wanted to get too attached, but now that I'm this far in, it seems inevitable. I quickly search up his account to view his posts, and my eyes immediately widen as my breath catches.

 I quickly search up his account to view his posts, and my eyes immediately widen as my breath catches

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I'm absolutely shocked, gaping openly. He's absolutely handsome, to say the least. 

He looks slightly familiar, but I'm unsure why. 

ethan: so...
ethan: what do you think?

My brain is fuzzy, a piece of cotton that cannot function right now. 

me: you're cute

My eyes widen as I realize I just sent that. I desperately try to find some way to delete it, but he already saw it.

ethan: thanks
ethan: i think i'm cute too

I laugh at his statement, his words doing something to my heart. I'm getting attached to him so quickly, all over the span of these few days. As much as I know I should distance myself from him, I can't.

ethan: can i see yours? are you following me?

I'm about to follow him when I realize that I already am. That's probably why he looked familiar, I must have stumbled upon his profile somehow and viewed his posts already.

me: i'm already following you

I wonder if I can put in a teasing joke, as he clearly feels comfortable enough to joke around.

ethan: care to enlighten me as to which one you are?
ethan: i searched up your name
ethan: but none of my followers has the name ashley

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