Retsuko POV:
I sighed, and hesitantly picked up my phone. One new text message from Akihiro?
Okay.. I took a look at what he had sent me.
But if you do have a question, meet me here, Friday night: XXXX-XXXX
I shook my head. Was he crazy? I couldn't meet a stranger at a random place!
And anyways, that place was practically in another state!
What if he kidnaps me?! What if-
DING!!!! DONG!!!
"WHAT THE!!!" I yelped, jumping. I sighed.
"It was just the doorbell." I said to myself, walking to the front door. I opened the door.
"Hi, what do you ne-" I studied [him/her] (Sorry, I wanted to keep it a secret).
"Who are you?"
Manaka POV:
I thought for a minute. I guess I could choose whoever confessed to me first.
I shook my head and jumped off my bed. I realized I was still in my band uniform.
A short, white, long-sleeved short with a pink plaid bow on the collar line of the shirt with a pink plaid skirt with a matching pink plaid bow on top of my head.
I also had some long white socks along with a pair of black shiny shoes.
"I'm going to take a shower. And anyways, I'm fine. I just fainted." I said, grabbing some new clothes from my suitcase and heading to the door of the bathroom.
I opened the door and went inside. I took a shower and dressed into my new, clean, clothes (A pink hoodie with yellow boots with a yellow bow to match.)
I smiled confidently into the crystal clear mirror in the bathroom, yet there was an ounce of anxiousness holding me down.
I walked out of the bathroom and saw that everyone was gone.
I shook it off and took a walk on the boardwalk and avoided that creepy old dude in my (used to be) hiding spot.
"Hello again. Manaka, am I right?" asked a familiar voice. I looked around.
"You!" I said, glaring at him.
"How do you know my name?!"
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Fanfiction[NOW UPDATING FIRST 3 PARTS] This is my story so please don't hate! We all know that Haida is still trying to find a way to get Retsuko. He wants her, and only her. But what happens when he starts having a crush on someone else? What happens then...
