wrong number | yuwin

# twenty !¡

8:02 PM | Wenzhou, China

Sicheng
Did you come to a
Chinese fair today?

Yuta
Yes, I did.
I saw you too!
I wanted to come
to you but you went
:((

Sicheng
I was also going
to come to you but
my cousin already
dragged my ass before
I could ://

Yuta
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Anyway
I need to go now
Talk to you later
<33

Sicheng
Ok <33

Sicheng sighed and locked his phone, before digging his face into a pillow. Just even this small bit of things made him so happy. He screamed, which came out muffled against the soft pillow.

And then a buzzing sound was followed by his ringtone. He immediately sat up, ready to pick up the call when he saw it wasn't from Yuta, but from his friend, Ten.

He answered the call and stood up to close his bedroom door.

"Hey, Cheetah."

"Hi! Did you talk to Yuta?"

"Yes I did, he was really there in the fair and even saw me." Sicheng laid flat back on the bed, turning on the air conditioner as he fumbled with his shirt's buttons, trying to open it.

"Johnny told me. Too bad, despite of being this close, we couldn't meet."

"I know right." He took off his shirt, and threw it on the floor, laying shirtless. As his glance fell upon the calender kept on the bedside table, something clicked inside his mind.

"His birthday is coming, on 22nd November." He muttered as a series of memories about him fluttered through his mind like a train.

"Yuta's birthday is on 22nd November?"

"Huh- no, not Yuta. I'm talking about Chenle." Chenle was Sicheng's bully, long ago in their kindergarten days. He never physically bullied him, but his words were enough.

Sicheng was a weak and fragile kid, so no matter how much anyone bullied him, he never said a thing. If anyone tried to become his friend, Chenle will always prevent it.

"Wow.. you even remember his birthday?"

He chuckled, staring at the fan hung on the ceiling. He doesn't even know himself why on this earth he still remembers Chenle's birthday, but guess, he's left a huge impact on him.

"You know, I once broke a guy's head in my kindergarten."

"How?"

Sicheng still clearly remembers that day as if it was just yesterday. His small height, standing in front of the blackboard as the whole class was in chaos behind his back.

It was break time, and being bored, he decided to draw something on the board. Clutching the white piece of chalk in his little fingers, he made circles and ovals, to make a flower.

His innocent face focused on the drawing, as his shiny silky hair fell open his eyelashes, but he wasn't disturbed by them. But out of nowhere, something hit on his head.

Rubbing the sore part on the back of his head, he turned around to see one of his classmates standing there with hands on his hip, with a smug look on his face.

His gaze fell upon the duster fallen near his feet, slowly his blood started to boil. He instantly picked up the duster and threw it on his classmate, as it went and hit straight on his forehead.

The boy let out a cry of shock and grabbed his forehead, blood trickling down his forehead, as Sicheng stood there, both shocked and satisfied.

"Oh man, what happened after that?"

"I'd to stand for an hour outside the class as a punishment."

Ten's laugh could be heard from the other side, mixed with Sicheng's own laugh.

"But seriously, I hate Chenle so much." Sicheng raised himself and walked to the mirror, ruffling his hair while staring at himself, shirtless.

"Yet you remember his birthday like he's your boyfriend. Should I tell Yuta?"

"No! Don't you dare."

"I won't, I was just joking."

Sicheng bent down to grab the water bottle from the table when a thought struck him.

"Should I tell Yuta?"

"I think so. You don't hide things in love."

"Alright then, I'm hanging up."

"Bye!"

He took the phone away from his ear and pressed the red button showing on the screen, before nodding to himself and keeping his phone on the table and gulping down water.

He stared at himself in the mirror, tilting his head a bit to the side, thinking deeply about what he was going to do. Taking a final, long and exhausting sigh, he kept the water bottle back at its place and picked up his phone.

Walking back to his bed, he texted Yuta.

Sicheng
You there?

Yuta
Oh hi

Sicheng
I kind of wanted
to tell you something.

Yuta
Mhm.

Sicheng
So when I was in
kindergarten, there
was this guy who always
used to bully me.

Yuta
So?

Sicheng
He's on my mind a
lot recently

Yuta
.....
So, you're thinking
about some OTHER
guy?

Sicheng
No that's not what
I meant

Yuta
Nevermind what you
meant. There's no point
in excuses now. Just leave
me

Sicheng
What? No!
But if you want
this, then fine,
we're over, for
forever.

Yuta
But don't you dare block me

Sicheng
Why?

Yuta
Just don't. Otherwise, I'll
send all the screenshots of
our chat and our call recordings
to your parents. Mind you, I also
know your address.

Sicheng left him on seen and slammed the phone on the bed, running a hand through his hand. He wasn't sad but rather angry. Yuta's behaviour was completely childish and unnecessary.

Sicheng is sure he did nothing. Just because someone is on your mind, doesn't mean you're cheating on your partner. But the problem here was, that Yuta's blackmailing him.

One wrong move and he will be in huge trouble. He scowled, remembering his conversation with Ten. "YoU dON't HiDe tHiNgS iN LoVe he said."

He regrets. He now regrets everything with Yuta. Sure, these were some wonderful memories to be treasured forever, but Yuta's behaviour made these memories bittersweet. Why Yuta? Why?

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