Miraculously, you’ve gotten then phone number of the Itoshi Rin.

How you did it, Rin has no idea.

Your texts are persistent. The first few just introduced yourself, then you started to text him more frequently.

And then you got irritating.

It was because he used one of this little reaction things on one of the messages you sent— a thumbs up to you asking if he was really Itoshi Rin or not— and now you’re persistently texting him about something or other.

He reads your texts, sure, but rarely ever replies. If he does, it’s just an IOS reaction.

Yeah, he has Apple.

He’s naturally smart in class, but just doesn’t try. How you know this, again, Rin does not know at all.

You offer to study with him. He declines.

👎

You ask him to teach you soccer. He declines.

You wouldn’t be good at it anyway.

You… ask to hangout? Of course he’d decline, he barely texts you back in the first place…

No.

’Annoying.’

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Rin’s phone buzzes and a surprising occurrence happens, his heart jolts. Ever so slightly.

It’s dread. He’s dreading picking up his phone and seeing your number with some stupid text attached on his lockscreen.

He doesn’t even have your number saved. He just knows it’s you… because you’re so damn annoying.

After contemplating for a minute or two, Rin snatched up his phone and scanned the notification.

’Of course.’

It’s you again. What do you want this time?