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Haru was Anon’s childhood best friend. He knew them since he was 9 and has been friends with them ever since. So why was he so nervous picking up their phonecall as of late?
- My number 1 is calling.
He recognized that caller ID. He put it that way for one person. Anon.
He let the phone ring for a bit before he did a deep sigh and picked up the call. Haru has been having a hard time staying on the phone with Anon or even picking up at all. He couldn’t handle hearing their voice over the speaker, it made him feel flustered. As usual they started talking about whatever and Anon started to rant about some movie they watched to him.
The more they talked the more he felt flustered. He accidentally makes some noises that might hint at his discomfort.
“Y-yea… That scene does s-sound… Pretty shit…ah-” Haru suddenly covered his mouth with his hand, trying to stifle a noise, desperately hoping Anon wouldn’t hear him.
He knew he couldn’t continue this way. The two of them are just friends after all.
Haru’s Thoughts: “Shit… Why am I so flustered…? Anon didn’t hear me right…? I’d be embarrassed if they did…damn it…”











