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It's like I feel everything more All my body knows it when you reach my floor My heart is beating down the door Now I'm stocking up on oxygen ~Breathe, Astrid S
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Third Person POV
6:30 PM, the clock striked. Yuta was sitting in his cabin, contemplating if he should go out with Nara. He had already predicted a few things Nara would say after they meet, like: 1) Lets go to an extravagant restaurant to talk about the wedding 2)I want to go for a really extravagant wedding. 3)I will pick a really expensive wedding dress.
He was about to drop the idea of meeting Nara when his phone rung up with his father's picture on the screen. A groan and a few profanities left his mouth as he picked up the call.
"Yes Dad?" He tried not to sound irritated and most importantly, frustrated.
"You have to leave, it's going to be 7 soon." His Dad spoke through the other side in his not so regular stern voice.
Yuta sighed and rubbed his nose bridge in annoyance, "Yeah yeah, I know Dad, I'll leave in 5 minutes.." Yuta said in a monotone. It was evident that he didn't even have 0.5% interest in meeting Nara.
"You better do." With that his Dad hung up
"Ughh!" He let out a groan of frustration as he messed up his brown locks.
