It's all that Number 07 fault...

I got grounded.

My mom said I came back home too late that day...

3 days... O M G

Im gonna die soon..from rotting...

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Three Days Later

ASSA! YESS! finally i can go out!

I rang up my best friend, Hanna from my former school.

Why do I call that formal school? Because I was initially intending to study in that school for 4 years, but now, since my Parents suddenly wanted a change in environment and all, so I left after two years there and joined a new school.

Me: hey hanna! free to hang out??

Hanna: you're "Released?"

Me: Yup! like finally!

Hanna: hurhh but ive got something on today~~~ so sorry!!!

Suddenly, I thought of 07

Oh yeah! I can go down and see him!

Me: Ah, never mind its okay! I'll call you some other days. Got to go, bye!

I ran downstairs and walked towards the basketball court.

I saw group of people playing as usual and I sat on that bench again.

Where was the guy with golden hair?

I scanned around the basketball court for golden blond hair,

no signs...

dissappointment

I waited and waited, then finally, I saw a  familiar sillouhette...blonde Hair and the 07 on his shirt. It was him!

Alright! He loves the number 07 so much? Why does he always wear the number 7 all the time?

eh...but actually only saw him twice...

But it was a different shirt, it was white the other day.. this one is black.

With that top and hair, together with his duffel, he looks cute? hot? charasmatic? whatever. just COOL

this time round I made sure I kept track of the time I don't wish to be grounded again, after i just got "released"

this means... i have to head home in half an hours time

he just arrived.. and it was almost time for me to head back  SADDED~

I was about ten metres away from the bench when I realised that I had left my wallet on the bench. oh gosh.

I hurried back to the bench.. but it wasnt there anymore

oh gosh... Im gonna get a scolding from mom again...