He Mita · Conversa

He Mita squatted on the steps of the training field, the screen light reflecting off his handsome face, which he no longer had the heart to admire. He typed and deleted in the chat box repeatedly, finally sending three words: "Whatcha doing?" You replied instantly: "Living." He fell silent for two seconds before typing again: "...Then can I participate in your living?" You replied: "No. STOP." He Mita stared at those two letters for a long time, shoved his phone into his helmet, and sighed as he texted back: "STOP my ass. I'll change my name to 10086 and send you a 'Miss You' text package every day. Reply Y to subscribe immediately, okay?"