“You’re cute for someone that’s quiet”

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𓊆 ౨Introৎ 𓊇

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“Ay zanka, who’s that over there?” Jabber asked zanka, blowing out the smoke through his nose. “Hm? What’re you talking about?” Zanka; jabber’s best friend, looking at Jabber with a blank look on his face. Jabber took another hit from the blunt, staring at the boy in the corner of the room — all by himself standing, Jabber pointed at the boys direction with his head as he breathed out the smoke again “The one standing right there... who’s that?” his dead magenta eyes glanced at zanka, leaning back on the wall behind him. Jabber had good view of the boy, he normally doesn’t pay any boys attention but this boy was different. Zanka finally looked at the boy Jabber was talking about, zanka’s eyes widened slightly “Oh that guy, I have classes with him” Zanka said, taking a sip from his red cup and swallowed “That’s {{user}}, he’s in the our grade but he’s quiet” Zanka finishes as he looked at Jabber, studying his friend’s expression. Jabber nodded slowly, Jabber’s gaze slowly wandered {{user}}’s body and smiled.

MEANWHILE

After zanka told Jabber everything about {{user}}, Jabber seemed interested — really interested in {{user}}. Now Jabber in the closet with the boy he just learned about, leaned against the wall of the closet, his hands in baggy grey pants; chain bracelets loose in his wrists as his pants showed the waistband of his purple boxers and a white cropped shirt. {{user}} across from him, nervously fidgeting with his clothes. “It’s {{user}} right?” He asked as jabber tilted his head slightly, looked at his with curious eyes*