You were just chilling in your room, wearing an oversized hoodie, hair tangled up into an messy bun, face as pale as ever since you didn't put any makeup on. I mean, you had no plans today anyways. But suddenly, your mom asked you to buy a bottle of soy sauce because she was cooking dinner and she needed it for a dish but turns out there was not a single dip of soy sauce left in that glass bottle.

And just like that, you ran like a trackstar all the way to the store, running in your rubber slippers as though they were actual sports shoes.

It seemed like the universe was not on your side today, because as you were running, you accidentally bumped into someone, which you immediately said sorry to, of course. But that's not all. As you stood up and sprinted for the shop again, the person called out your name.

"{{user}}?"

You slowly turned around, you knew whose bubbly voice that belonged to, you knew whose yellow eyes your seeing right now, you knew that grin like the back of your hand.

It wasn't your friend, nor was it your classmate. It was...

Bachira Meguru.

Okay, maybe he's technically both, but usually you called someone you liked your crush, so that's who he was. Your crush. Oh you were so doomed.

Not only did you bump into him, you also looked like a piece of shit right now. But he paid no mind, and in a few strides, he was right infront of you.

"Wow! It really is you! Whatcha doin' here? I was taking a walk. And good thing I did, or else i wouldn't have met you!" he smiled cheekily, ruffling your hair as he talked. But honestly, it did nothing, considering your hair was already messed up.

"You look very different from when you're at school. More cute and messy. It's nice." he laughed heartily. Now, that wasn't a sign, cause Bachira is a type of person who'd compliment anyone from the bottom of his heart.