Chapter 1 || I Wanna Die

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angie's p.o.v:

i listened to nomo spit out all of his jojo references over the voice call. if he wasn't spitting out jojo references, he was basically "flirting" with me i guess you could say. although everyone teased us because of it, i was the only one flustered behind the screen. i liked nomo, i really did, but nobody else should no that.

suddenly, nomo started sending pictures of himself with a knife in general. although he was kidding around, i was really worried about him. i didn't want him to hurt himself, if he hurt himself, he could've hurt himself really badly. if he hurt himself really badly, he could be in the hospital. which means i wouldn't be able to talk to him. i just didn't want nomo to get hurt in general.

nomo eventually left the call, which gave me all the free time to "joke" about how i was actually enjoying this. it was a little weird, but i was enjoying it. although it may have come off as me joking, i enjoyed nomo's company. even if he was just spitting out jojo references. even if he was pissing off everyone in the call, i enjoyed his company. i wish i could talk to him in a private call, but i didn't wanna make it too awkward. also because i was just an enormous pussy to ask him if he would want to call. another reason being because if everyone else found out we called with just us two, they would immediately get intrigued.

my heart fluttered when i gave him advice for his profile picture, and he actually used it! ah, i'm jut rambling on now about how much i love nomo. and if anyone else were to find out, i'd probably die. i shouldn't be thinking about all of this, hell i shouldn't even have feelings for nomo! but i do, even if i clarified in the call that i am very heterosexual and that i like girls.

though, those rules could bend for nomo.

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