Miya Atsumu's POV
I just came home from a shitty day at school and had been bored out of my mind. 'Samu was trying a new dish and was spending his time cooking. He said it would take hours and if I wanted some, not to bother him. Of course I wanted some, I mean his food was better than most restaurants. I wouldn't miss out on that. So after I finished my homework I decided to pull out the sticky note from my bag. 'He hates people.' I remember Komori-kun saying. Hmm this could be interesting.
I typed in the phone number and sent a text.
You:
heya stranger!!
Unknown Number:
Go away.
You:
mmm yer not even curious how i got yer number?
Unknown Number:
No, Motoya gave so many people my number.
You:
aww i thought i was special
Unknown Number:
Nope, now leave me alone.
You:
yer grammer sickens me
Unknown Number:
Thank you, go away now.
You:
lets be friends!
Unkown Number:
I'd rather not.
You:
and why is that?
Unknown Number:
People fucking suck-
You:
sometimes
but I don't suck!
Unknown Number:
And why would I believe that?
You:
get to know be!
then ya would believe it!
Unknown Number:
I'll pass, bye now.
You:
oh cmon beautiful! its not that hard! ;)
seen
aww i was kidding text me !
seen
hmph, bye qt ;)
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𝒴💍𝓊 𝓈𝒶𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 | Sakuatsu
FanfictionEven if you show yourself as perfect, even if you show yourself as someone with no problems, you have to open up eventually. Well what if you opened up and shared your deepest secrets to a random phone number? Say, what happens when you happen to me...
