He wrinkled his thin eyebrow as If something gets on his mind.
"Yes, Mr. foodie?"
"Oiii.Check out your message ASAP!"
"Why?"
"First of all, just do as I say, Go and lookout first then talk later."
With a puzzled face, he does it.
"No, there isn't!"
"What are you saying? Search it more profoundly. There must be in some corner at your messages box."
Mr.foodie argued in a disturbed tone.
"I'm doing man. I'm doing!"
With a constant scrolling and reloading of his message box, again and again, he spoke out,
"But no messages yet.! Are you sure you send it in the correct number of mine.?"
He questioned.
"Uff, what do you mean it still hasn't popped on in your box? I solely did it with my own hands, you heard it? My own hands! And Here right in front of my screen too, it is showing it's been already sent, and how in the world you're saying it still hasn't? Is it because of the slow network, try refreshing once again?"
Newmoon followed his route although he has been doing that for a long time.
A while later, Newmoon gave up,
"No, I didn't find any. I think you sent in the wrong number."
" Wait.- Did you just say the number?"
With a dazed look in Newmoon eyes, he nodded,
"yes?"
"…" Oh god..!!!"
For some unknown reasons, Mr. foodie sneered a long call to the heavens.
"Just pull me up, god! I no longer have a will to live anymore!"
"??"
"No wonder it wasn't showing.!"
Newmoon could almost imagine that his friend Mr.foodie must be lying on a couch somewhere in his house and talking to him while tugging his hair out in desperation and hopelessness. Long story short because of him.
After a long pause, Mr. foodie gave a big clarification,
"I told you to go and check out in your message box. Of your Acebook account..! what are you doing scrolling your phone messages box. You fool!!"
"…"
Only then did Newmoon's eyes open by holy divine light. He indeed was on the message box of his number. But it wasn't all his fault though. Earlier he indeed asked it but only if Mr. foodie was calm would he listen and get it.
"And here, no matter how much I tried, only the bill payment, utility bill, and other important messages were constantly refreshing in the whole box."
"you should've said it –more clearly Nah-
"-you told me to look and checkout messages box.. so where should I look up to. Just think about it yourself huh?"
Newmoon argued with the facts.
"Oii Oii…look at you. Don't you feel any shame at all?"
Mr.foodie Got surprised by newmoon actions as he fumed with anger,
"Instead of apologizing or realizing your own mistakes or misunderstanding..Look at how you're gaslighting me?"
"Nah Nah. I didn't mean that way-
By that time Newmoon had not only accessed his account already but also checked out his messages too.
"??"
Turning dear ear to furthermore lengthening the misunderstanding Newmoon quickly came to the main point.
He twisted his mouth, "What is this? Why-?"
"- What's up with the surprised tone? Hmm?"
"Didn't I tell you days before about this?"
"No No, but this..!"
"This is exactly the main point that you and I had concluded at last..back then."
Immediately afterward, Newmoon's vision got blurred and spaced back directly to the previous time when they had an actual conversation on a day when Newmoon had encountered a big incident at the bridge.
"In return, I'll delete that word all inside and outside from my memories! What do you say?"
" …"
"Listen, Misunderstanding between me and my GF had been growing up day by day. We always fought..no to be true there hasn't even been a single day when we haven't fought. Normally, our conversation would be off for days to week! But a few days ago, it worsen to the point where she hadn't talked to me for a long while.
"so-
"You want me to talk on your behalf huh? Pretending it's you and try to patch up with that girl?"
Newmoon completed the sentences for him.
"Exactly!"
He bounced back.
"Hell no!"
"yaa? What the-
"No matter what you say I don't think I could do that!"
"wh-
"because I don't think you two will go much far in this way."
"ok for your sake. Let's pretend that I did. Let's say I managed to patch you both then what..? it's only a matter of time before you both will crash upon each other again. Nobody can do it other than you and her.!"
"Yaa- !"
Mr. foodie's voice somewhat sounds heavy and low.
"I know. I know what you are trying to convey and I get it too. But the main thing is I want to try one last time. Let's see how the situation will be folded on its own afterward."
"But-"
"I'm well aware of the outcome Newmoon! you don't have to worry about me. I'll be fine either way. Just before wrapping up everything I want to make sure one very last time. I want to hear what she thinks about it. With the pace we are running through, I can sense our future dim. Or if she is willing to give it another chance or not. I will act on her sole decision."
A wave of anxiousness and pain layered his voice, he could almost hear it on a phone.
Now tightly torn between doing or not disturbed his thoughts for a minute.
"Newmoon you don't know how it feels..how the pain feels.
"Falling in love makes you think stupid and do stupid." "It makes you so desperate that you're willing to sell your pride and overall everything you've in your hands."
"Hmph, you don't know anything about love. You don't know the pain, how it hurts..!"
"…" Newmoon halted.
"you have no idea how I am feeling right now., and yeah, although I am seeing the dead-end about our relationships still I don't want to see that, even a small spectrum of the light hole would do.!"
" Right now, I feel like dying, can't breathe. There is a fire roaring inside my heart. But..Sigh.. what could you understand when you've never experienced it before."
" one day you would know..once you'll fall in love too.!"
"…"
Instantly faint blurred memories of talking on a phone looking somewhat either asking for help or pledging..or crying? somehow some sort of activities were going on in the background. And it quickly switched to the part of another scene too..once again in the same similar conditions.
After a long pause, the only gesture newmoon showed was a smirk as his expression shifted downwards.
"Sigh…Ok Ok. You don't have to brag anymore, blackmailing me emotionally."
"What really?
Mr.foodie floated with excitement.
"I'll take an oath right now that I'll be in your debt fore-
"-But only in one deal!"
"What?"
In just the heat of the moment, Mr. foodie's enthusiastic tone fell suddenly. A huge difference in the voice could be felt.
Sighing out secretly, he agreed to his proposal.
[Present]
Seriously, Newmoon couldn't believe that Mr. Foodie did it. He screenshot his gf every info. of her account, every social account that she was connected with.
His actions clearly show how desperate, and hurt he was. However, he indeed was late and gone for a few days.
"SIGH. Never mind. I'll do it. I've to keep my words anyway."
In the end, he was bounded by the promise.
"But where have you been all these days? I thought you will be back instantly?"
Newmoon asked naturally as he began to search, save her details to research her later on.
"Where could I be? At the home of course. Exams are coming up. it is making me lose my mind and so my mom's scolding me too. She doubted me having in a serious relationship with a girl!"
Newmoon was puzzled," ?" what's the problem? Aren't you now? I don't think it's your first time? I always thought your mother is kind of open-minded-
"- No she is only that towards her!"
Now that's unexpected. Mr. foodie was always caught up fooling around the girls even his mum knew it but now?
"?"
So as it turned out that the main problem of mom wasn't with the girls as Newmoon had predicted. It was with the recent girl. That Mr.foodie was currently in a relationship with.
As history dug in, It seems that the old, past good background wasn't shared between them. There has been a great grudge inherited in their recent generations.
Neither the reasons were caste discrimination nor class discrimination.
Comparing they were neck to neck. It all started with the little fire of jealousy sparked among their respective mothers. The only thing they shared in common was the habit of listening to outsiders.
So, having a little suspicion about the girl, Mom was launching her mission in private. Being interrogated and lived under super strict surveillance by those two eyes of his mother. That's why he couldn't get in a contact with Newmoon back then. Now newmoon realized the point. Cause he had another issue that mum might talk with newmoon about as well and what if trying to slip away some information too from his mouth!!
"So long story short, that's it"
"…"
Newmoon got emerged in a story in a way he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Of course not in a whole world could he laugh at this serious moment. So he could only add another deep sigh with him.
"Then, When will you talk to her? -I know you'll do it according to your plan. But could you do it a little faster.? Tonight? or tomorrow?"
Newmoon answered with an expressionless face regardless his whole nose has been covered with patches and bandages. Now, the only thing he could express was the help of his voice.
"Hmm, No not tonight.! I have to take care of my face."
"?"
After a short pause, Mr.foodie interrogated,
"Are you by chance going to the facial house, or spa?"
Without thinking much Newmoon replied in a carefree way, "Yeah kind of similar..!"
Not in a whole world, he would say the truth. It's like giving your heart to the devil sort of and suffering the whole life. It might sound simple but once he confessed he'll be teased for an entire life.
"I'll try my best to do it sooner as possible. Rest assured"
Finally, they came up with a solution.
~~~
A large 'THUDD' sound echoed into a certain area, here on the other side made Newmoon awake in an instant. His eyes sprang open by that noise! Or sounded like something that had fallen from the top or a similar thing related to the construction. But who in the crazy world would do the construction work in the middle of the night?
The fact his sleep already got disturbed, he decided to wake up after all.
He didn't know when in a world he slept earlier afternoon. So it turned out it was a clear sunny day instead of night. He only went to orientation class once within the period and stayed at home for another few days using the lame excuses he had planned.
"Maybe this injury??"
Nevertheless, what's the purpose now?
Tirelessly he pulled his body out..of the bed and he moved towards the constant noises he was hearing from the moment he walked up and from the sound, he woke up to.
It was purely unconscious.
A long 'cree..aak' was heard as he opened the window. The whole window was covered with rust. Not to mention the profound dust too laying on the surface, in and out-corner, everywhere could be seen but only except to his eyes.
As soon as the windows were wide opened so drastically, A strong breeze entered through them, giving an ample amount of swaying the dust too. Subconsciously Newmoon closed his eyes and leaned a little back too.
But again Newmoon wasn't bothered by the so-called dirt particles any longer cause it's like a sweet friend..? No..to be exact a roommate?
Newmoon slowly opened his eyes and shifted his postures too. Stretching his neck to view the outer environment.
Until now he never had the urge or interest to meddle in other business to a point where he kept deep and isolated that it was seriously his first time and even the non-metal and metal things were started to rot, covered with the layer of a whole new pile of snow of dust.
There on the other side, a few to several workers dressed in some sort of delivery sector were busy inserting some few machinery gadgets? Or wrapped boxes to the upper third floor.
"?"
Newmoon's gaze automatically followed to the third floor.
As much as his memory served him best, he never saw or heard anything from that floor. Although he never was interested in other businesses still somehow he could notice that the light was never shed in that particular apartment surely signaling it wasn't occupied by anyone then.
But.." So, a New person is moving on hmm??"
He whispered.
Looking around, inspecting the number of boxes and type of furniture, etc, he figured out something, "Oh- that person must be a student? there is a high probability about that."
Because other than the simplest few boxes there wasn't anything else and that area was famous for the students being surrounded by prestigious universities too.
Finally, he figured out that the large sound must have come from there. However, the narrow part of the entrance made it harder for workers to carry boxes which almost made someone slip and fall.
"It must be there where that sound came from?!!"
~~~
Finally, college day came up. He stayed at home for so long using the same childish excuses but the things now were serious. He began to get ready. As for picking out an outfit, He goes out with whatever his hands would grab or come out with wherever his stretched hand would be reached in that huge mountain piles.
So, nothing more about the exciting part or worrying about the clothes like another person especially girls.
He was a type as long as a piece of cloth would cover his private organs? Private area. He would go for anything.
With a 'Tip-Top' sound he went out, took the bus, and rode.
To mention about the distance between his home and college was only a few stations apart. Still compared to the other university students, he was way nearer due to the expensive market value of housing.
All the way he was slightly worried over what happened on the orientation day before.
The fact he hasn't even met with the principal, director, or whatever/whoever his noona has suggested him to visit adds an extra layer of anxiety on his shoulders. Just a thought of it made him even more anxious and soulless.
"…"
In a matter of time, he finds himself standing in front of the main entrance. He stared upwards and whispered to himself,
"The banner still hasn't been removed yet!!"
And it wouldn't even be removed any sooner. It was stitched there for the purpose to welcome warm freshman students.
He looked around with slanted eyes and noticed a whole highway was covered with a colony of students. Every single soul was looking forward to college life. Some of them had a very fresh, exciting expression while the rest of them had their eyes fixed on their phone, talking with their groups, etc. Everyone was minding their world.
The fact that he was trapped in the thousands of thousands of students, his legs already began to feel numb and weak.
A quick blurred memory bubbled up into his mind again..!
Again that smile, long hand extended same school dress, echoed noises, etc.
As if he didn't want to be a prisoner of that same memory early in the mornings he looked away and taking a long deep breath he walked ahead.
"It'll be alright. It'll be alright!"
He chants it as a mantra. Trying his best to conquer his overthinking and calm himself.
He squeezed his fist hard and continuously walked forward toward his department.
As he passed by the same lane where he had broken his nose, somehow his body still shivers especially his nose area.
"??"
Unconsciously, his hands were already in contact with his nose even before he knew about it.
But the surprising fact wasn't that. He felt something hard on the surface. That's when he lost his shit. A sudden stiffness overpowered his entire body.
"Haa-!!"
However, he didn't last long in confusion that he eventually realized it was a bandage overlaid on his nose.
"Woah. I was almost shocked. I almost thought what the hell did stick into my nose out of nowhere.!"
He panicked.
"Oh about this- I think it's possible to take out now. It's already been a few days-
He did try to take it out before but the wound wasn't healed up so he had to stitch to himself for longer. He changed into a smaller one though.
And because of that, he laughed at himself.
He was so chained up with his anxiety that he had no idea what he was wearing too.
"—"
Suddenly his smile froze instantly as if he recalled something.
A terror-filled in his eyes. Followed by the instant reddish both in his cheeks and ears.
He forgot that he has been wearing that all along the way. A weird appearance in front of others.
"No wonder people had been strangely looking at me!!"
He questioned himself which was just an illusion, a scenario he made out for himself.
Knowing now, he quickly peels out himself in panic.
"I can't believe I came along with it. Gosh so embarrassing..so embarrassing to a point I want to die."
Immediately afterward he ran away swiftly, afraid somebody would catch him in a humiliating state.