The 1st Color : Forget-Me-Not
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"Zune...."
"Kazune....."
"Kazune, were you listening?"
"Oh sorry, what were you talking about earlier? I didn't quite catch it."
"Woah, then at what part did you start daydreaming? When I'm talking about the new restaurant? Or the next episode of Dr.Stone airing tonight? I'm just saying though, it better not be when I was complain about that violent girl."
"Um, I didn't even realize you were talking, but you're actually pretty violent yourse-. "
As I said that, I could feel a murderous stare full with killing intent, coming from this girl beside me. She's one you'd call a childhood friend of mine. Believe me or not, she was quite the opposite as she is right now. She used to be alone back in her class in elementary, reading books. One day, she became my seatmate that same year and we got along well...even though it took us months to properly talk with each other. It was during middle school that she started opening up and changed personality, saying it's fun to have friends and all that.
"Sohee, I'm sorry" I said playfully with a smile. She replied "Hmmm, maybe if you treat me to an ice cream, I might consider it ♡︎"
"Ehh, it's a date with Sohee then?"
"Hmph. Praise to God that you can have such an opportunity after school."
To be honest, our relationship is a little complicated. We don't really have any romantic feelings for each other, atleast I believe so. We'd often mess around like this, but I love every second we spent together. I know it's irony saying that when I dozed off not long ago, but I had a reason and it's not because I'm doing drugs or something. It's just that, being with her, it feels like I can let my hair down.
"Sohee, which do you want?"
"How about this Matcha flavor, coated in Belgium chocolate?"
"Hey, isn't that exactly the new Magnum ice cream?"
"Probably, I haven't eaten an ice cream in a long time."
"Then....one Matcha chocolate and one Vanilla cookies and cream, please."
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"So, should we eat this while sitting on a bench?"
"Yeah, there's one on the park there. Let's go, Kazune"
We sat down on a bench together, enjoying the ice cream we are having right at that time. Though I'm curious how does Matcha tastes like. I've never tried it before, so I just unknowingly kept on looking at the ice cream in Sohee's arm. She noticed it though, so she proposed something.
"Hey, you keep on eyeing my ice cream, do you want to have a taste?" She asked, with a smug face.
"....yes, I want to" was my reply, I can't swallow this guilt even though I technically paid for it.
"Then, say aaah".
"Eh? It's fine Sohee, I can feed myse-"
Sohee used Murderous Stare
It was super effective
"Then, you can taste this too. It's just fair yeah?"
"Yeah, thanks."
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"I wish we could stay like this forever. Messing around, having fun, making memories.... I hope you never forget about me, Kazune."
"Hm? What are you saying so suddenly? If we are in a story, that's a red flag."
Both of us giggles a little. And then, the silence was loud for a few seconds.
".....me too. I hope you won't forget about me either, Sohee."
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" I'm home. What's for dinner? "
" Welcome back. It's the end of month, so don't expect any fancy dish. You should help me with groceries tomorrow "
This individual is obviously my mom. She's like 42 years old now. One year older than my dad, who's an automotive technician. They both actually went to the same college, but that's not how they met. When my dad was around 19 years old, he always rides his Ducati (I forgot which type it is), which can go up to 160 miles per hour. So the story is, my dad was riding through the midnight by himself. He was driving at top speed, and my mom, who also happens to be riding a motorcycle, was on the wrong side of the road. They crashed, but my dad suffered more damage than my mom, so she oftentimes visit my dad. Then, they got along well and realized they went to the same college. The rest, you could pretty much guess it.
"Ah, then I wanna go too!"
"No, you're just gonna ask me to buy candies there, right?"
And this, is my sister. Her name is Mikatana Kaguya. She's 14. 2 years younger than me. My sister still act childish despite her age, and if left alone she could overdose on candies. It's weird that other girls her age are all using excessive makeups but my sister loves to seek mom's attention. Not that I am complaining, and I don't dislike her at all, but I wish she'd grew out of it soon. Well, atleast it's better than the girls who watch Billie Eilish and get depressed over a failed relationship.
"But, a little won't hurt though."
"Maybe if you get a good score on the next test, I'll consider it."
I have better things to do, like finishing my homework. So, I decided to head over to my room. It's not the coziest bedroom, but atleast it's organized. I throw my school bag beside the closet, which is beside the study table. I then opened my phone, checking the message in our friend group.
" Let's meet up tonight at my dad's cafe. Be there at 8pm ;| Attandance are mandatory :v "
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