Salty don't ask.

Salty fish called. She was damn fucking random. One of my sister's bestie, and wood's brother's ex.
It's complicated.
She just asked. She asked the stuff that I would love to know the answer.
"What did you two do?"
"What movie?"
"After the movie?"
"Where did you guys had dinner?"
"So do you two still have chance?"
"Are you gonna be with him?"
I don't know, seriously, I don't know.
"Tell me when you two got back together."
I'd like to lose the bet with pineapple.
I'd like to tell salty fish, it happened.

I used to tell myself. If he's free, he'd show up himself right away in WA. If he's free, I'll detect it easily, cuz he will find me. Sometimes, I wait and wait, I thought he might be free, but lost hope in me. He's still here. So yh stop overthinking. Stop overthinking and make yourself depressed, he's not gone. He's just busy. He's really still here. If not he wouldn't simply pinch your cheeks, pull your bstrap, he wouldn't care if you didn't wait at the safe area, he wouldn't tell you "Hold on! Few more secs!" If he's gone he wouldn't ask you out whenever he's free, he wouldn't do that.

So let's work hard together as planned. Let's do this shit. Having you far away, without frequent contact, it's just like you have gone to somewhere with different timezone. And it's important to not wake you up because you're already exhausted from all the work. I'll always wait for you to come back.

Your friend can study well away from school to maintain that results. I'm not that perfect. But I'm better at improving stuff I guess.

So you'll see my grades go up, never going down.
Yeah let's work hard together, whatever way we're going to end.....