𝙷𝚢𝚙𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 ~ 𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 ?

𝙰. 𝚁𝚊𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊 ~ 𝙿𝚒𝚗𝚔-𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎

It always started out like this. Your friends would force you out to some random city, saying things like "Can't friends like us just hang out in 'city's name' instead of staying cooped up in our apartment all the time?". You would have enjoyed the gesture if it weren't for the fact that you only thought of your so called "friends" as roommates at this point. You had been friends for ages, the first time you met being in high school, but as time went on you realized how crappy people they truly were.

The only reason you were ever invited out with them was because they needed someone to take pictures of them, and seeing as you were not only conveniently placed next to them at all times but also were pretty decent at taking pictures, you had no other choice but to join them unless you were planning on getting your ass whooped. It was so painfully obvious that they wished they had nothing to do with you, but since you were paying most of the apartment's rent, they did not dare to kick you out.

That didn't mean they wouldn't try their darn hardest to make your life a living hell. Still, as you had nowhere else to go, you kept up with their bullshit, hoping karma would someday whoop their asses instead. Besides, if your pictures turned out good, they would sometimes accidentally make too much dinner and give you the leftovers, meaning free dinner.

"Why didn't you dress up?!"

You are currently sitting on the train to god knows where as your 'friends' keep pestering you about your clothing choice. "Does it matter? It's not like you're going to take pictures of me." you looked pretty different compared to the two girls next to you. They weren't overly prettied up; it was more like you were the one being overly casual. And that was just how you liked being dressed. You didn't like standing out and wearing semi-baggy clothes just helped you hide your figure more.

Truth was, you were kind of insecure. It had been a couple of years since the last time someone pointed out your body, and as far as you could tell it had changed quite a bit. But seeing as the only two people you were currently seeing everyday never gave you anything to feel confident over, you liked to dress in a way that didn't stand out. "Well, no, but it's embarrassing walking around with you when you look like that!"

You sigh as you stick your shirt into your pants. "Better?" both girls let out frustrated noises, but to your relief the train slowed down as it arrived at your destination before things had a chance to escalate. As the three of you exited the train, you looked at your surroundings in hopes of finding out where, exactly, you were. Your eyes stopped as they found what you were looking for.

"Shibuya" the sign said.

You had been walking around for quite a while, snapping a couple of photos of both the girls and the beautiful city you were currently visiting. "How about here?" one of your 'friends' suddenly says, pointing at a heavily graffitied wall. "It's perfect!" both of the girls laughed happily, you almost joining them as the place they had chosen gave you a bunch of opportunities for some good photos.

This was also your favourite part of these trips as your roommates always tried their best in keeping the mood light so that the photoshoot wouldn't feel awkward. You had taken a couple of pictures, but no matter what the three of you tried, it felt like something was missing in them. Crouching as you tried a different angle, you don't sense the small figure sneaking up behind you.

"Hmm... I think you need some props! Like a lollypop or something!"

The voice spoke into your right ear and you nodded in response. "I was thinking that too, but-" you cut yourself of as your incredibly delayed reaction to getting startled hits you. You almost drop your phone as you lose your balance and pathetically roll down onto your side. As you look up to see what kind of person just does that to random people, you realized they've moved and are now... chatting up one of your roommates?