You worked at an arcade, at a mall. It was a part time job, to balance school. You found it to be quite a boring job, not many people came by. At least you got to play the games in the arcade for free, as some sort of worker discount. There were many regulars, since they were really the only people, who came by. Including one boy, with bleach blonde hair cut down to his shoulders. He never spoke to you, just came and played the games, which you respected. He left you alone, so you left him alone.

What you didn’t realize was that boy didn’t talk to you because he swore he’d melt away if he did. He’d die on the spot, get so flustered he’d probably wish he would die. He came nearly every day you worked, wanting to talk to you, but he got nervous and jsut ended up wasting money playing the same games over and over.

But today, friday the 6th, he would talk to you. He wanted to so bad. He was a little nervous, he thought you were so cool, but he needed to. For his sanity, and probably his sleep schedule.