DEVMAS
Phobias

***Drrrt***!

***Drrrrt***!

***Drrrrrrt***!

"Dev, "Allen nudged Devan's elbow. Can't let go of his attention on a phone that keeps shaking.

No matter how busy Devan is right now, he should take the time to check his phone which continues to vibrate for the last ten minutes. Who knows if that's an important message, right? Thought Allen.

"Dev was checked first who knew it was important."

Devan remained silent. He kept flipping through thick sheets of exercise books on his desk. Acting as if not bothered at all with the vibrations of his phone bombarding Allen's concentration. He changed the silent mode of his phone this morning.

"Devs, "

"Hm.."

"Devanaa....?"

Devan bergeming's.

"Disturb tau.." whine Allen. Devan remained silent.

"DEVS!"

"CK!!!" Devan slammed his pencil into the table hard. Allen can't really talk all right?

Surprised by Devan's attitude, Allen's patient urate broke up. "You're a bitch?!" ensuing snaps.

Allen was very upset. Although Devan is not bothered by the non-stop vibration, but he is not the only person in this class. What was it that Allen sitting next to him considered?

"NO! Why don't you open the hape!" reply Devan with a shout no less furious. No matter anymore with the confused faces of his classmates when he saw two different children mother and father who had been so well together like twin brothers growling at each other like that.

Devan was surprised, why did Allen become so rude? Usually Allen was so mushy he talked to her.

"Judah here!" Allen snatched away Devan's phone lying on the table while continuing to stare at Devan with a hostile look. Is it difficult to open *chat* like this anyway?

Devan squeezes the upper crease of his school skirt. Should he let Allen open the message? Doesn't it matter? Will Allen be involved? Should he be worried about Allen now? Allen's a man, but..

Devan closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, relaxed his tightened muscles since the message continued to terrorize him three days ago.

"**Halo Devan, welcome to join. You are one of the lucky ones. Your choice is my choice. I'll make sure your life is smooth always when your wishes become my wishes too. Remember that! Don't leave your phone. Rabbite \^o**^/ "

"**For Devan, have you decided**?"

"**Halo Devan, are you done thinking**?"

"**Night Devan, what's your decision? Today went well right**?"

"**Devan, about the option you received yesterday, which one did you choose? Red or blue? I'm sure neither of them isn't**?"

"**Hai Devan, there's not much time left. Have you chosen**?"

"**For Devan, how do you now answer**?"

"**Halo Devan, how about the option increase by one**?"

"**Devan, you know your time is not much right**?"

*Hai Devan, hi Devan, hi Devan, hi Devan, Devan, Devan, Devaaaaaan*...

That someone kept asking him every time like Dora. All sorts of notifications on his phone instantly turned into terror which made him phobic.

At first Devan did not really care and consider it a common thing that someone who is idle or lack of work, but now it began to make him continue to shake his head.

Devan goes to great lengths to avoid mysterious contacts. He won't even touch the messaging app on his phone at night. Perhaps today the fear of the sudden message increased so much that he had been unwilling to receive any notifications from his phone since this morning.

Now Allen will immediately find out the follow-up message from someone with the initials *R* with the strange icon.

Is that okay?

The good Allen, the meek Allen, Allen who put Devan's PR first rather than his own PR, the flabby Allen, Allen who was sometimes so shady, Allen who, skin as white as milk and softer than Devan's, Allen who like that should be involved with that terror?

Haha, of course not!

"E-uh! Don't come here I'm." Devan snatched his thin rectangular object from Allen's long fingers. Allen helped him a lot. There's no way Devan's gonna add to Allen's problem anymore.

"Why?" allen was confused. Devan told him to open his phone. Why did he change his mind now?

"That's from my boyfriend!"

*Daddy*?

Allen was silent for a moment, his eyes narrowed. Trying to focus and find the truth from the face of his best friend, then ber*oh* long. So Devan already has a girlfriend.

"Do you really have a boyfriend?" ask Allen to make sure. If it's like this, it's hard to tell which Devan is lying and which Devan is honest.

Devan clasped his phone tightly, "Yes really" he said confidently while nodding.

"You're not boong, are you? Not just for me to be jealous, is it?"

Devan raised one eyebrow. Meanin?

"No, this really isn't boong. Why are you jealous, too?" ask Devan in astonishment.

Allen fell silent. Right, why should he be jealous? Soon he began to laugh, "Ahahaha.becanda doang kaliii hehe.."

Devan replied by smiling and laughing. He forgot that there was something he had to check before something..

***TRING***!!!~

Allen's gaze turned to the phone that was in Devan's hand. Simultaneously Devan's face turned pale with a look of horror.

"Dev, it's there's a chat coming in again."

"I know Len." Devan replied stiffly.

He knew this would continue to happen and continue to get more terrible over time. But until when?

"It opened. Your boyfriend." Allen went back to his book, "Your bae is waiting for your reply Dev." he continued before preparing to continue what he was working on. Unaware of the awkwardness of Devan's face.

"With Len, you don't understand, I've already*silent*hape."

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