After that they started to talk about things they were interested in, mostly about manga and novels.
Just like Harry, Rudy also read some manga and novels in his free time. Although he wasn't as knowledgeable as Harry because of his busy schedule.
After that Rudy asked Harry, "Why don't we share our contract information?"
Harry immediately became happy and shared his information, thinking that he had made his first friend in high school.
"Got you!"
"Hm, did you say anything Rudy?"
"No, it must be your imagination."
Suddenly Rudy asked a question that left Harry embarrassed..
"Hey Harry, do you have any friend beside me?"
Hearing his question Harry replied in a embarrassed tone;
"N-no, you are my friend Rudy"
"Is tha...." before he can finish his sentence Harry continued "and you are the first person person I have in my contract information beside my family."
There was a moment of silence between them as Rudy looks at Harry, as if he is seeing an idiot.
After seeing his expression Harry asked Rudy in a embarrassing chuckle ,
"I k-know its pathetic for a high school student to have o-only there parents contract in their phone"
After hearing his voice Rudy replied in a hurry " No! That's not a problem; some people don't have many people in their contract information, and even I have only a few digits in mine."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief as soon as Rudy tried to change the subject by starting to talk about something else. They then continued to make their way toward the classroom.
Rudy made a look as if he remembered something and excused himself by saying that he needed to go the restroom for a moment.
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*Rudy's POV
"I guess that went well"
I excused myself and went to the restroom to rinse my face with water.
"He gave me all the information I wanted" I muttered
I've been thinking about methods of interacting with Dicks... no, Harry, in the most natural way possible without raising any suspicions since the first class.
I guess I was lucky in that and the opportunity came soon when the teacher called out my name.
I must confess, I lied about those papers being heavy. You see, I've had my fair share of jobs that required Herculean strength, but alas, I realized I'm more like a delicate noodle trying to flex in front of a muscle-bound gym bro. Sure, I can lift a few office supplies, but when it comes to picking a fight with intimidating people, well, let's just say my biceps are more suited for hugging than punching. It's all about strength in different departments, you know?
I decided against a direct confrontation with Harry in front of the entire classroom. After all, drawing attention could raise suspicions among the prying eyes that surrounded us. Instead, I opted for a craftier approach.
I exited the classroom so that everyone thought I had left, then returned silently through the back door so that no one noticed me since by the time they resumed their chattering. Then I turn my head toward Harry.
It was a good thing no one was around him; it seemed like everyone avoided him like the plague.
"Oh, the naivety of these youngsters," I mused inwardly, a mixture of amusement and disappointment swirling within me. Their shallow mentality, judging solely based on appearance
Though my lips refrained from uttering a word, my thoughts were not as restrained. "It's not like I can openly address the matter," I thought . After all, Harry's appearance fell on the less desirable end of the spectrum.
My intentions with Harry were clear and calculated, with two specific objectives in mind. The first was to acquire his phone number, a crucial piece for my plan. The second, however, was an unexpected bonus that he unwittingly offered me—a glimpse into the extent of his contacts. It was a fortunate happenstance, one that left me momentarily taken aback, though I concealed my surprise with a orchestrated dumfounded expression.
Ah, the irony of it all! Who wouldn't be bewildered when presented with precisely the information they sought at the most opportune moment?
Now, you see, my interest in his contact list stemmed from a strategy. The fewer contacts he possessed, the higher the likelihood that he would answer calls from unknown numbers. It was a well-known fact that individuals like him, who received fewer calls than most, harbored a curiosity that often led them down unpredictable paths.
And as the saying goes, "Curiosity killed the cat."
Oh, the thrill of it! The next phase of my plan would involve a call from an unknown number, a carefully calculated move to pique his interest and draw him into the tangled web I was weaving.
'hehehe, I cant help but imagine that bitches face in a few days."
"HIII!!!"
I heard a low shrinking voice so I turn my head saw a dude making a scared face.
"What?" I asked him with a frown on my face.
"N-o, its just you were making a very creepy look on y-your face"
I widened my eyes after hearing his words.
'Its looks like I made a creepy smile when thinking about my plan , Te~he'
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Harry, an introverted soul, found himself lost in thought as he retreated to the solace of his home. Today's encounter with Rudy lingered in his mind, stirring a mix of emotions. The silence enveloped him, offering a blank canvas for self-reflection.
"I rarely make new friends," he whispered, his words floating through the stillness. "But maybe it's time to step out of my comfort zone."
Perched on his favorite armchair, he engaged in a quiet conversation with himself, contemplating the significance of this unexpected connection. Could Rudy be the missing piece he had longed for, someone who appreciated the beauty of solitude and cherished moments of tranquility? Or was this just a fleeting encounter, destined to fade into the recesses of memory?
Doubts and fears crept in, whispering of potential disappointment and rejection. Harry pondered the balance between solitude and social interaction, yearning for connection while embracing the comforts of his own company.
The evening wore on, shadows dancing in harmony with his thoughts. Harry's introspection became a ritual, a means to navigate the complexities of his inner world.
"Maybe it's time to take a small step," he acknowledged, a glimmer of determination flickering in his eyes. "To let someone in, and see where it leads."
As he settled into his solitude, the ringing of his phone shattered the quietude. Startled, he glanced at the screen, finding an unfamiliar number. Curiosity mingled with apprehension as he answered the call.
"Hello?" Harry's voice carried a hint of curiosity.