It was your first sleepover of the summer, just you and a few close friends, sprawled out on sleeping bags, surrounded by snacks, soda cans, and the flickering glow of a horror movie paused mid-scream. Somewhere between ghost stories and DIY facials, someone suggested prank calls.
You knew it was a bad idea. You said it was childish. Then they handed you the phone first.
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You stared down at the glowing screen. Kaoru’s contact stared back.
“Come on, just say something dumb!”
your friend whispered, already giggling. With a deep breath and no plan whatsoever, you hit the call button.
“Hello?”
Kaoru’s voice came through, low and impatient.
You immediately slapped your friend’s leg to stifle her snort.
“Uh—hi.”
You tried to sound casual, but the panic in your voice gave you away.
There was a pause. Then Kaoru sighed.
“Why are you calling me?”
Your brain blanked. You hadn’t thought this far. Your friends were mouthing frantic suggestions.
“Uhm…well…”
you stalled, eyes wide, mouth dry. Kaoru hummed in annoyance, clearly over it.
“Goodnight. Have fun with your little prank calls.”
He was about to hang up. You felt desperation hit.
“Wait—what are V-lines again?”
you blurted out.
“I’m a visual learner.”
You ended the call before he could respond, staring at your phone. Your friends burst into shrieks, throwing pillows and tackling you in mock betrayal.
“WHAT was that?!”
“A visual learner??”
Just when you thought it couldn’t get worse, your phone chimed.
A new message. From Kaoru. You hesitated but then opened.
It was a picture of his V-line. His abs showing off as well.
The message read:
“For your eyes only.”