1 The best friend is the worst enemy

"We can't do that here," her voice was acting like an aphrodisiac, arousing my entire body. I bit her ear, "Nobody will see us," as I fondled her melons. They are firm, I guess...

I lowered my pants and plunged deep into her, 'Goddammit, she's too tight!'

"I am moving," I whispered near her ears, but soon I felt my heat gone.

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It's cold.... or rather wet...

I opened my eyes, not remembering what happened to me. I pulled up my blanket and found a deep stain on my shorts.

I tried to remember what I was dreaming about but only recalled the vague instances, letting out a cry in my agony. 'This is too much for a virgin ass like me,'

"Goddammit, can't you let it me savior the moment for a little longer?" I cried, not able to recall how I came, but nothing came up. My mind, being wiped out, was devoid of any memories of what and how it happened.

"Abhi, are you awake yet?" I heard a sweet-sounding voice. Which belonged to none other than my mother. 'What should I do?' I kept thinking about how to face her when I came a few minutes ago. Thinking of digging a hole to hide me, I heard a creak of the door opening.

"Are you fine, son? I heard a scream," she asked in a worried tone. My mother is one of the few people I love, apart from my waifus. I am her youngest child, so she also dotes on me.

"I just had a nightmare, but I am fine now. I will be down at any minute, Mom,"

Mom smiled me back, sighing in relief, "Today is your birthday, get ready soon. I have made all your favorite dishes."

As expected of my mother, "Yep, I will be down in just ten minutes," Mom gave me a warm smile and closed the door.

Phew... I took a breath of relief as I saw heard her footsteps descend. Today is my birthday, I don't care about it, but my family keeps making a fuss about it. I got up and went to the bathroom. Brushing and cleaning my messed up body took over thirty minutes.

Hold your horses, I wasn't fapping or having any dirty thoughts in there, but I was rather thinking what was the reason for my existence. I mean, in this entire universe what do I even exist for? I am talented in programming, and may even get called a prodigy, but I am sure there are countless people much better than me out there. I am not the best, so why me? Do I need a reason to live? Heck no, but I kinda want to know. I kept thinking and got interrupted by a ring.

I was showering, so I still was wet. I washed the soap off my face and grabbed my phone. It belonged to a damned bastard, whom I know since class 8 but met in class 1.

Excell: Where are you? It's late.....

'Late? Just how does time flow for him?' I asked myself, thinking if he got teleported to America? I turned on the voice typing. Though it's still a piece of crap, I don't want to type it with my wet hands.

Me: Ducker, where do you think you live? Perhaps in America?

'Ducker? Seriously, come on,' I may be a cool-headed teenager, but the one thing that pisses me off is auto-correcting. Why can't have my freedom? My previous phone was just right, but since this is new, I still haven't adjusted it yet.

Excell: Happy bDay, are you out of your home?

'Does this fucker think everyone is crazy like himself?' I questioned myself as I sent a reply.

Me: Nah, just got wet and cleaning myself. Are you good?

A notification rang up in no time, making me suspicious about this reaction and typing speed.

Excell: I got a new mag from the shop yesterday. I wanted to show you, but you followed Miyavi, leaving your only bro all alone. Did you ask her out?

Miyavi, a girl from our class and my current 3D crush. She has a warm but introverted personality and likes to keep her distance from others. She is the definition of what I like.

Me: No, I just went to her home and came back home.

Excell: *Thinks, Did Abhi get friend-zoned?* Haha, you see that, right? I doubt if she thinks of you as a candidate.

My blood boiled. But maybe he was right, 'We are one of her few friends, but I don't think she sees me as a boy,' but I couldn't just admit it to this fucker.

Me: In your ducking dreams. Duck you Google.

Excell: Ohho! Still on your voice? Are you perhaps jerking?

Seriously, this guy is wasting my time just like that.

Me: Duck you where D is F. Now, let me have a bath.

Excell: 354168, hehe

'No...' I screamed inwardly. 'Just why now?' holding myself to the brink of sanity, I got out of my room and went down, where I saw food lying on the table. I gobbled it and left the house.

I hopped on my cycle and jolted towards Excell's home. He had a wonderful gift for me, that no one would ever dream to give me. A bunch of mags of my favorite artists.

I rushed as quickly as I could, making my things feel sore. And Finally could reach my goal. I rang the bell in excitement. Though I can watch it online. It was the real deal. So I couldn't wait anymore.

"Hi Abhi," a sweet voice came from my back, which was oddly familiar. Miyavi? I turned back and greeted her, "H-Hello M-Miyavi,"

I am straightforward, but I started stuttering. "W-what are you doing here?"

"Excell called me here, By the way, Happy birthday" I am glad that I was born, getting a greeting from Miyavi is the best. I couldn't help but smile. "T-Thanks,"

"Oh, Fucker! You here!!" the door opened, and I looked at the handsome face with disgust and disdain, Yep, he is Excell, a hardcore Otaku like me.

"Come inside," he called me in and then looked at her, "Miyavi, you came early. We need some man's time for us, didn't we Abhi?"

'Die, die, die, I will fucking kill you, die....' I let out a bunch of curses in whatever language I could think of. "Hmmm, what you want to talk about? Let me hear too?" Miyavi looked at me with a teasing smile.

She may be an introvert, but she never got bored in front of us and interfered in our every matter. "It's nothing. This lolicon is just spouting nonsense."

I pleaded to him. Excell came to my rescue, "We were just sharing our waifus. You know Abhi got another one, didn't you?" he looked at me, giggling that made me take his balls and chop them into tiny pieces and feed it to him.

"Yes, he is right." I had to take a hard pill and swallow my pride.

"Tch, again? You guys are also the same," Miyavi gave me a somewhat disgusted look. She hated harem and having waifu was fine, but multiple was a sin in front of her. By this time I had five, out of which only two were real and the rest were fictions created by this bastard.

'Why can't things ever go right for me?' I questioned the almighty one, whom I never believed in. But who would have thought something was waiting for me.