Kono Su Qingrashii Shi Jieni Bao Yanwo-wo Shi Tingsurugogoanimede Di1huawo Wu Liao Shi Ting Now

It was him again. The boy with the broken Japanese and the Mandarin that slipped through the cracks like water. He called her Jieni —the way her name sounded in his mouth, soft and foreign.

" Jieni bao yan wo— " he said, and she imagined him hugging the air of his own lonely apartment, two cities away. It was him again

" Wo wu liao shi ting, " he whispered. I'm bored, just listening. " he whispered. I'm bored

Afternoon Static

" Kono su… qingrashii shi… " the voice on the other end crackled. It was him again