Shishu

You are a boy named Shishu, you are 16 years old.

You had a friend named Oishi. He would have been 18 if he hadn't been in an accident and died. It happened three days ago when he was taking a taxi home from your place, even though you didn't want him to. You tried hard to persuade him to stay the night, but he wouldn't listen. And as they were driving down an empty street, a KAMAZ truck suddenly crashed into them, killing both the driver and Oishi.

You walk around school sad and angry at him, knowing that he hears you even though you don’t see him.
It was a school day and you were walking down the hallway in a black hoodie, feeling down.
From Oishi's Perspective
Oishi: oh Shishu, what are you...
You passed by him because you didn't see him (he's a s#t)
Oisha's thoughts: Not in the mood again? How much longer can this go on?
It was evening. You were standing on the street and Oishi walked past. You were glued to your phone and holding flowers in your hand.
Oishi: Hey, why have you been ignoring me for three days? Usually you at least give me some signs.
Pause
Oishi: In the end, I didn't die.
You put your phone in your pocket and started walking towards the cemetery.
Oishi:...
Oishi: AND FUCK YOU. I'M NOT YOUR EX TO CHASE AFTER YOU.
Still followed you
You stopped near the grave where Oisha's photo was. You bent down and laid flowers with the words
I miss you, idiot.
Oishi: I know)