《That Isn't My Imaginary Friend(Cancelled)》4: Zane Fog, The Lovesick
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Pale, shaking hands rub against each other's palms, desperately trying to form a heat circle to newly mark the red stains that became an existent from stiffening snow on the scarred skin.
Groups of conversing people tramped past Zane who was waiting patiently for something outside the school gates, printing their footsteps into the deep ends, glowing luminously snow.
The opposite side of Zane was a massive endless forest that gradually surrounded the territory of the school with some part dug into concrete roads for buses and vehicles to pass by and focus their attention on the astounding school, the only school building around this forest closed-off nature.
Zane's frosty breath hung in the air like a cloud flowing peacefully through the watery sky as he exhaled slowly, glancing around trying to find the certain target he was looking for until a sudden dampened alarm shouted from inside Zane's drowning pockets.
He shivered his phone out in front of his icy marked eyes, seeing what the notification was about, it was a picture of Zane standing in the position he is in right now with a message attached to it.
"You look so lonely out there by yourself~," The message said.
"Angela, I didn't give you my number so you can bully me slightly. How long were you in that doughnut shop?" Zane typed for a reply, pushing up his chin to look through the small shop windows to the led front of him, finding a sneaky Angela staring back at him with a bright smile.
Angela happily waved her arm around before she ran out of the shop to be where Zane was standing.
She stood right in front of Zane after she ran from the small shop, making sure she was in Zane's circle as close as possible, grabbing onto the heat Zane was generating.
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"So what was it you needed?" Zane instantly asked.
"Hm, well what I wanted was to have a chat with you since you were a loner who minded their business and was always calm under the violent situations" Angela illustrated swerving her body side to side in a rhythm pattern.
"That was it? You wanted to just have a chat with me because I'm a calm person?" Zane disappointingly responded.
"The other reason was that I wanted to catch up with you after a long five-year separation. What happened? We were such good friends back then" Angela curiously questioned.
"You became popular very quickly and your ego got to you which transformed our friendship to become an abandonment. You forgot about me is what I'm saying" Zane explained clearly, showing no anger behind the words, it was more like he accepted that fate and moved on.
"I never have forgotten about you, I always watched your every movement from inside them bothering crowds. Gosh, they're a pain in the ass" Angela spoke out with a completely changed personality, her voice was cold and filled with hatred, her eyes weren't glowing anymore they were just empty and dispassionate.
"I was wondering when the real you would slip, shouldn't have played innocent and pure then" Zane chuckled.
"I thought acting like that would get them thirsty and loud people away—all it achieved was me getting more popular, making me get very far distant from your precious presence~" Angela giggled, changing from cold eyes to a light-up flash in her eyes as she mentioned about Zane, turning her face fully red.
"Creep" Zane blurted out, feeling uneasy with the situation he is in.
Angela gave Zane a cold scowl while she aggressively placed her hands on the side of her hips, never leaving her unblinking eyes off Zane.
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The aura around Angela didn't feel so cheery anymore, it was more bitter and had the feeling of murderous intent, making Zane gulp down in a scared momentum, furiously sweating on the forehead.
"Never call me a creep, understood?" Angela snarled, inching closer towards Zane to the point Zane felt Angela's warm, heavy breath brushed across his soft skin.
Zane caught onto the heavy breathing, noticing something was off about the way Angela was acting, he investigated her arms and saw that they were shaking, not because of the cold, it was because she was hiding away how nervous she was around him.
"Interesting" Zane muttered to himself "And if I do call you a creep, what would you do in return?" Zane playfully asked in a faked nervous voice.
"I-i...uh- would punch...you?" Angela nervously answered, changing the tone of her eyes from cold to shaky after thinking hard of an answer.
Caught by the sudden answer, Zane burst out uncontrollable laughter, leaving Angela to bewilder on what was happening with Zane's sudden change of emotions.
Angela noticed how sketchy she was acting in the last minutes which led her to cover her whole face in embarrassment, Zane dragged out the laugher, falling onto the covered ground, rolling around trying to not pass out from how hard he was laughing.
"Stop making fun of me!" Angela demanded, slapping Zane on the chest repeatedly
"I-i...uh- would punch...you?" Zane repeated, mocking Angela's choice of words, continuing his obnoxious laugh.
Angela didn't punch back for a reply this time, a smile formed onto her face, bringing out the attractiveness she was hiding in front of the opening sun that fought through the battlefields of low-temperature clouds.
"Cute" Angela quietly giggled under her breath, allowing Zane to have his moment as her face once again flush up badly.
Zane, distracted from his laughter, didn't notice Angela was smiling strongly, her eyes were curved into affectionate shapes, piercing through Zane's life, enjoying the scene she was looking at.
Her heart thumped way faster than before and all her thoughts were flooded with wanting Zane beside her at all times, this turned on the light bulb inside her head.
Angela pulled out her phone and turned it on, the screen gleamed luminously on a wallpaper that had Zane sitting in the middle of the class, smiling peacefully, she pressed on the camera image that opened up the camera.
She aimed the camera at Zane's laughing state and took a picture of him, she then turned off the phone while giggling to herself.
"Very cute~" Angela whispered to herself.
She was lovesick with Zane.
To Be Continued...
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