I came back before curfew. If I past curfew, I might not be able to come into the dorms.

I sigh. After hanging out with Ken again, things just got crazy and I had to leave early.

I spot Hidemi on his bed, earbuds in his ears and watching something on his laptop. He looks at me and close the laptop. Taking the earbuds, he places it on his pillow. "Welcome back, dub."

Dub??

"Thanks..." I looked down and take off my shoes. "Nothing really changed."

Nothing did change, the room looked exactly the same. I noticed boxes by the door but they were all empty.

"I put some of my things in my closet. I can be a slob so I'll clean up my mess." Hidemi chuckles. "You smell like alcohol, did you drink?" He questions me and starts to climb down the ladder.

I shook my head and sigh as I took off my jacket. "My friend drinks a lot so I usually go out with him to just hang out."

"No drinking?"

"No drinking." I answered.

Hidemi placed his laptop on the empty desk. "Don't drink, it's bad for ages like us." Hidemi chuckles. "Who's this friend of yours?"

"His name is Ken, he's done with college but...he still likes to hang around with students..." I groaned and took off my socks. I placed it in my laundry basket.

"Does he drink a lot??" Hidemi asks. His back was turned and facing me.

"Only when I hang out with him." I answered. I stopped.

THAT'S FUCKING RIGHT!! EVERY TIME I HANG OUT WITH HIM, HE ALWAYS DRINKS!!! AND WHEN I SEE HIM, HE IS SOBER AS HELL!!

"Oh my god..." I groaned.

"Huh? What's up?" Hidemi worries.

"I just realized something so dumb..." I covered my face. No, not embarrassment but disappointment in myself for not even noticing it.

Hidemi chuckles softly, "If you're going to bed now, you should go brush your teeth first, I want to shower."

I nod.

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By morning, I was awoken by Hidemi's KPOP song.

"Yo, dub!" Hidemi was speaking english. "Get up, you need to go now."

"What??" I covered my face with the covers. "No no no....go away, umma..."

"Umma???" Hidemi kneels down. "Hyun Oh, I'm not your umma."

My eyes opened. What. Did. I. FUCKING. DO?!

After awhile...

"I'm sorry for calling in mom..." I bowed down.

Hidemi laughs at me. "Dude, it's fine." He lightly punches my shoulder. "You're already dress, my little boy is growing up!"

"Hey!" I pout.

"Hahaha! Oh my god, man!" He squats and starts to laugh his ass off.

Not cool. Not cool......

I put my shoes on and start to walk out.

"Hey! Wait for me!" He locks the door and comes running after me. "Let's just walk there."

"Walk to campus ground?" I shook my head. "I don't want to be late."

"I don't go to class until 9:05, how about you?" He shows me his schedule.

I groan and showed him mine.

A pause. Hidemi squints at me with a questioning look. "Boy, you do not go to class this early."

"What?" I look at my schedule. I don't go to class until 8:45. I groaned and turned myself around. "I'm going back to bed."

"What?" Hidemi started to follow me. "Come on, Hyun Oh. Let's just get breakfast." He drags my arm.

"Hey-!!"

At the ~Breakfast Palace~

I looked at the food. I never heard of this place. But I'm in love.

"Stop drooling and order." Hidemi nudges me. "I'm getting pancakes."

"I'll have the same...."

We wait. To be honest, he seems too nice. He acts...like we're friends and we just met yesterday. We are sitting by each other and talking.

"I can't believe you called me 'mom' in korean." Hidemi chuckles and goes through his phone.

"Shut up..."

He laughs more. This is embarrassing....

A girl with a short cut bangs and hair comes to us and hands out our pancakes.

"Here's the billing, please pay afterwards." She smiles. Her eyes were only on Hidemi. "So..." She starts. "College students I assume?"

"High school student, right?" Hidemi looks up with a smile.

I can see heart shapes in her eyes already. Maybe those heart shapes are blocking her vision that he's not really...well....

The girl chuckled, her cheeks are pink and she's acting all...shy.

"Yeah! How old are you?" She smiles all 'cutely'.

"19, how about you?" He leans on his hand and sets his phone aside.

"I'm 17 years old. Heh." The girl gets called by the manager. "I-I better go!" She waves good bye.

I'm sitting there eating my pancakes in awkwardness.

"That was weird." I murmured.

"How so?" He asks and begins to dig into his pancake.

"She's was trying to flirt with you but got called by her manager." I didn't look at him.

Hidemi shrugs with a smile. "Nah, she's just being nice."

Is...is he that blunt...?

We paid. Well...Hidemi did as a present for me.

"Thanks for paying..." I said after we walked out the door.

Hidemi smiles, "No problem. It takes about 10 minutes to get to the campus grounds from here. 13 minutes from the dorms."

"How do you know this already?" I questioned him as I leaned forward to look at him. He chuckles and pats my back.

"I just know crap," He stretches and cracks his knuckles. "Ah~ It's about 8:12, you wanna explore the campus ground when we get there?"

I nod. "Sure."

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Do you get the feeling...that you're being followed?

Both of us were freaking out.

After 7 minutes of walking to campus, someone began to follow us in a huge blue coat.

"Wh-What do we do?!" Hidemi whispered sharply in the wind. "What if he's gonna kill us?!"

"H-He's probably going the same way as we are!!" I tried to calm Hidemi down. But what the hell? When he acts like this, it makes me act like him....wtf.

As the mystery person walks faster behind us, we walk faster. Somehow Hidemi was acting like a runway model trying to get to the end.

We made it to campus. It's about 8:25 and we lost the mystery person.

Hidemi makes a dead quiet sharp shriek. "AaaaaaaaGRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA............" He holds on my shoulder and shakes me. ".......HE'S FOLLOWING US INTO THE CAMPUS GROUNDSSSSSSS!!!" He's whispering as if he's dead and coming back to life.

The way he acts now, it's getting me to act like him.

I do the same thing. "CRAP!! What are we going to do?!"

"Run! Go to your class and I'll find my way out of this!!"

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We didn't meet until the end of the day.

I didn't know anyone. I took many notes and didn't know where to go.

...how do I even get out of campus?

I wander around, it's 2 pm and everything seems so quiet. I should be going home now.

I past room by room, everything was all the same. Expect...the music room.

Someone was in it.

I looked in. It was Hidemi.

Strangely, he was playing the piano. Horribly.

I call him out. "If you want to play it right, get a music sheet."

Hidemi turns around. He squirts at me and pouts. Adjusting his glasses, he plays with looking at the keys.

He started to play Rondo Alla Turca by Mozart.

It ends.

I clapped. "Sorry for being rude earlier..." I bowed.

He begins to laugh. "HAHAH!! It was a pre-recorded!!"

I am not...ugh, how do I even explain...

"I take back my apology..." I turn myself back.

"Wait, wait wait!!" He comes out laughing and putting his arm around my shoulder. "Lighten up! I saw you wandering around the campus."

"Why didn't you-!!" I'm embarrassed. Irritated by him for his 'yolo' kind of life or some crap like that!!

"You're like a lost lamp," He started to nuggy me.

"Hey!!"

As we're 'fooling' around, we got caught...

"DAMN, HIDEMI!! You're bullying younger kids?!"

Hidemi stops to the sound of the voice. I, luckily escaped and looked for the sound of the voice.

"Eyyyy!!! Hidemo!" Hidemi makes the gun symbol with his hands, pointing at the voice.

...he's also sticking out his tongue as if he's a metal singer....

A boy with emo like hair comes running up to us. "Sup, Hidemi! Who's this?" He points his thumb at me.

Hidemi smiles and ruffles my hair. "This is Kim Hyun Oh, newest student on the block!"

The boy named Hidemo smirks. "Ha? You're korean?"

I nod. Hidemi and Hidemo laugh.

...are they fucking laughing that I'm korean...?

"Pft ahaha!" Hidemi laughs, "Reminds me of Kaname, too bad he's in South Korea for college."

Hidemo nods, "I miss him."

"You had a weird relationship with him..." Hidemi crossed his arms and grins.

....is his friend is gay?

Hidemo laughed, "He always got annoying sometimes."

"Sureee...." Hidemi scoffs. "I got to go, see ya later." Hidemi pats my back and waves good bye to Hidemo. Hidemo does the same.

We walk. It was quiet. Nothing to talk about.

"Who was that?" I started to drag my bag. I'm too old for everything now.

Hidemi looks at me, "Ack, just an high school friend." Hidemi smiles more. "Amazing how we're still friends till this day."

"Went to high school?"

"Went to high school, yep."

Hidemi is smiling like a dork.

I smiled.

Hidemi looked at me. He looked like he just seen someone bake cupcakes for the first time.

"Whut...?" I stopped. He stopped.

"Boyyyyyyy, you should smile so more. It's like heaven granted you with a girl's smile." He acted all....snappy....like an old african american lady who was wise and...well diva-ish. Man, I watch too much American movies to say something so...stereotypical.

Hidemi laughed and put his arm around me. "You smile like a girl!" He nudged his head against mine.

I. Am. Not. Happy.

Did. He. Call. Me. A. Girl.

Hell. No.

"I do not smile like a girl!!" I started to pout.

"Yess, you do!" Hidemi starts to laugh. "Man, you should see your face."

"Stop it!"

"No, no no-HEY!"

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I 'accidently' pushed him and somehow it was a chase to get home....

How do I describe our relationship as roommates? I don't know. ¯_(ツ)_/¯

Hidemi comes out of the bathroom. "I can't believed I tripped a cat when I chased you...." He looks at his nails and rips off the loose end of the nail. "Damn, that hurts."

I started to laugh.

For a guy, that hurts? He didn't do that when he fell down on that cat.

"Oh my god, you're a sadist..." He blurts out with shocking eyes, mouth dropping and holding on to his red finger now.

"Sadist? What's that?" I cock my head to the side.

"You will never know, child..." He turns around and goes on the laptop.

"Hey-!!"

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Schedule is different today. I go to the campus ground at 11:15.

It's 7:12...I need breakfast. Ugh....

Hidemi was still in bed. I checked his schedule, he only has 2 classes in the afternoon. Lucky.

Still, his alarm rang with KPOP music.

"Shut up." He slaps his phone by his pillow. It slipped and hit the floor. "Crap knuckles..." He groans and goes down ladder and grabs his phone. He goes into the bathroom, scratching his butt.

I can't believe I witness that.

....

He came out afterwards, he looked fully awaked and his hair was wet. He didn't look like he showered though.

"What are you going to do?" I asked him as I read a book at the desk.

"Hmm, probably stay home, maybe..." He goes up the ladder and lays on his bed. "Ah, man. Would you believe that some girls invited me to blind group dates? They want me to find someone to go along with me."

"Why don't you ask your friend?"

"Nah, he has a girl already." He goes through his phone. "I hate his girlfriend, doe...."

...he's gay, isn't he?

"Why don't you come?" He turns himself to look at me.

I turn myself around, "Is that why you brought it-"

"THEN IT'S SETTLED! You're coming with me tonight!!" He starts to text rapidly.

"Wait-Wait!! I have classes and don't you have classes?!" I start to worry. This guy-ARGGHHH!!

"I get out class around 7! We'll be fine! Once you're done with class, just stay here and I'll come back."

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It's been a long day. Too long. The classes weren't easy today.

Also I'VE BEEN DRAGGED INTO A BLIND GROUP DATE BY MY ROOMMATE!!

What did I get myself into...

Hidemi comes in, "Get dressed, we have to go now before we're late."

"Dressed up?" I looked at myself. I'm fine. I look all classy.

"Don't wear that shirt, man. You look like a boy who came out of an all-males' school." Hidemi starts to change. He took off his shirt and put on a black button up shirt and rolled up his sleeves.

Damn...he's...built..a bit. He's too skinny though...but...wow...

Wait, why am I watching?

I covered my face.

"Dude, change your shirt!" He starts to shout.

"Okay, okay!" I go into my drawer and begin to change.