---Clarence---
I scratch my back again, tried many times to put eucalyptus on it to soothe it. However, the itchy back of mine doesn't go away ever. There are times that my back was so painful like inside, my veins and my bones are dislocating. This starts when the day that I meet that silver-haired girl. Speaking of her, where in the hell is she?!
I pull my phone and type her French name on it and call her. It was ringing yet she's not answering. Damn this girl, she makes me really, really worried and annoyed. I don't know why I feel worried and annoyed at the same time. Like I was born to get worried when she's not around and annoyed when I can't find her. I call her again and again and finally, she answered.
"Where in hell are you?" I asked annoyed yet tried to calm myself.
"As far as I know, I am not in hell. I am on earth."
"Yeah, it was a metaphor."
"Why do you keep calling?"
