Taking a moment to check his messages, cyan hues widened as he looked at a lone voice mail left by his closest comrade and longtime friend; Shiemi Moriyama. Upon listening to the message, rosette blush formed across the boy's cheeks as he paid attention to the contents of her message. A nauseating, light feeling perpetually tugged at the boy's heart strings - hearing her speak in such a manner. He wasn't used to hearing her so vulnerable . . . so nervous. Without doubt, he would have to treat this situation carefully, because in actuality, those underlying feelings did reside. Such a crossroads to be in for a boy his age.
Grabbing his cell phone in haste, fingers tapped lightly against his stylish smart phone, typing in an immature quirk.
Sent: 12/24 @ 10:00AM
To: Flower Girl
From: Rin Okumura
shiemi!! where have u been? i need 2 talk 2 u asap
i never got ur msg til now n i dont want u 2 think that i ignored u at all
how bout we meet up n the usual spot?
the garden n sect 6?? hmu









