Stacy POV
It's around eleven at night, and Toya still hasn’t texted me back. I hate playing these games. This is why I didn’t date or go out of my way to meet boys back home. Franky hasn’t come back from work either. I guess what Frank said earlier is true. Guys in Japan work overtime. I know I couldn’t do it. Being a simple tape recording teacher is the perfect job for me right now.
After my evening routine, I check my phone again. Maybe I should text him? After all, I didn’t text him back earlier. I don’t want to seem rude and sound upset, even though I am upset.
“Ahh!” I jump.
My phone rings in my hand with the name Hero on it. It’s Toya.
“Answer it stupid,” Kira tells me.
“Hello,” I say into my phone.
“Good evening sunshine, how was your day? I am sorry if I am calling too
