At almost midnight, where the moon has shown brightly with the absent of the sun's radiation and presence, crickets crying to its mate or to sing its music for the world to hear.
And then the crickets' run to hide from cat which has black fur, with a bell around its neck, trying to catch the 'toy' which has escape from its majestic authority because they should be grateful to be killed by her.
The cat's emerald eyes which stark contrast against its black fur, making the spectator feels awe, and should bowl down to give it meal,
following its gaze onto a small apartment window, where all the lively of sounds are all out.
Except one, inside there is a figure, dancing like a butterfly trying search for a particular flower, which is inspiration, talent, success, in order for it's performance to shine as bright as the supernova of a dying star yet.
The expectation of other even someone closes to you, and the stares of judgement in
school and in work — but the figure's long black hair, which is smooth as a water is falling down endlessly to reach the end but that is its limited on figure's hair. Her eyes are
Mint blue,
her leg is moving like the wind that pushes the grass around as if the grass was 'alive'.
But all that concentration break out, because the ringing on the phone is the one who caused it.
She grab meticulously without even looking back, and answer the call.
"Hey! Sis you there? Uh-do you have money? In your bank, I will pay you back promise! " the voice of the caller sound like a young man who is familiar to her since childhood. He's her brother James,
"Why do you need the money for? Are you doing drug? Oh no! My little brother is committing illegal crimes — we don't have relations with each other anymore. ", you talk in a dramatic way, hitting that your just playing around with her brother James.
" wh- no why do you think that!? Sofia I'm not doing any illegal crime! I just need to buy some reman at the nearby store. ", maybe he didn't get the hit, you sigh — easily to be fool by other, contemplating and worrying about him making friends.
"Just kidding!", You laughed on the phone,
" Yeah, I'd some cash on meh, I will send it now", you switch into James' account and sent $10 into it.
"Oh you devil! But thanks anyway, I will pay you back! A man's word is worth more than any money.", you inner thought chuckle trying to not tease him more then now.
"And today I made new friend, he's very popular in 'All Boy School' he's even made me his best friend too! And tomorrow Saturday I will introduced him to ya' "
He whispered on the phone, mockingly as if to brag to his sister, "And not just that he's very handsome as well, even getting out of the detention easily, just because the teacher liked handsome men! Can you believe that!? I wish I could be handsome, popular, and smart as him." You thought
If he's as good as they say then let's see it tomorrow,
" You have already good appearance, grade, but not popularity if not for your obsession with code." You criticize and compliment James' self esteem and comparing himself to other, which isn't good for mental well being.
"Whatever, bye have a good night sis.", then the conversation ended.
You thought to your self ' I wonder what he's personally and appearance look like?' Then you imagine a messy anime sketch with big eyes shining brightly and biting on a red rose, 'I'm worry about James might get influenced by the wrong people, I should get my beauty sleep.
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What do you think?about James's friend? Is he just narcissistic, and manipulative or just innocent?