Facade
Dropping his body into his bed, he took out his phone from the pocket of his jeans. Scrolling through his contacts, he noticed that he had a whole lot of contacts that he haven't contacted in years.
Arriving at a very familiar name, he didn't hesitated to send a message to that number.
"Hello. How you doing?"
"Hi Kris. I'm good. It's been awhile since we last talked."
"Yeah. It's been awhile."
"Well, obviously since you're now the most famous person on campus. So you wouldn't have any time to notice me."
"I'm sorry. I'll just cut to the chase, I have a favor."
"I still consider you my friend so shoot."
"I need someone to lend an ear."
"Sure Yifan :)"
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