I promised May, right? Hah, here I go, HiroGo shippers! So glad I missed you all and you all waited for me. First of all, I kept on updating my Tadashi/Hiro x reader regularly, so I might focus on two stories this May. Worth Fighting For and Dear Diary.

Because I have a lot of love teams so yeeeaaah.

I dedicate this chapter to all of you.

Honey's P.O.V.

Agggghhhh that love team! Damn! Why are they always together? I felt like they're forming this great chemistry and I felt like I am falling to pieces. Tadashi, if only you didn't die, I would still be happy.

I am broken!

Never mind. At least, I would want you all to know that I am officially jealous with Hiro and GoGo. Everyone really ships then damn badly. Well me? They just ship me with Tadashi because I believe we had a chemistry. Now, I have gotten over him and assured myself Hiro would be the one I could be with forever.

Forever? That is so intellectual. But there is no forever.

Anyway, I climbed up to my bed and grabbed my iPhone. I typed its passcode and decided to text GoGo.

From: Me
To: GoGo (shorty)

Hey, Go! Any plans for today?

I sent the text and lazily waited for the reply. GoGo usually replies in a short time, and I hope she would. But wait. I realized I woke up an hour ago and I can say that it took pretty long. Where is your reply, Go?

Where?!

I decided to forget about it and plug in my earphones. I saw on my playlist flooding with Taylor Swift's songs and some songs from 5SOS. "What should I pick?" I asked myself, scrolling on the screen filled with lots of soundtracks. "This Love? Sugar? 18---oohh! Amnesia! I haven't played it ever since."

I played the song and sank in the lyrics. All the memories with Tadashi were still unforgettable. As I sank in the first verse, I remembered the day we first met and I fell in love with him. It was so sweet and memorable. How could a memorable thing die forever?

I don't know exactly the answer to the question.

Tadashi's death made me think that I'm alone. Every time I am with him, I feel strong. He would save me from the mean girls who tried to pull my hair and take my belongings. Now, that he's gone, I fell apart. Sounds cliché, doesn't it?

Forget it! Where is GoGo's reply?

Damn!

GoGo's P.O.V.

It's pretty late in the morning now that I just woke up. My phone kept on ringing a lot of times and why did it? To be honest, I wanna scream ‘WTF’ a lot of times but it will make my neighbors mad.

I jumped up my bed and took my phone. I saw a long list of missed calls and a new message from Honey Lemon.

From: Honey (tallie)
To: Me

Hey, Go! Any plans for today?

I typed on my phone, None. You flooded my phone with your missed calls, tallie. I sent the text and got up. What the hell is wrong with me, then?

"That tall lady," I muttered bitterly, "She will do her best to distract me." At the peak of my boredom, a ring from my phone just interrupted and I grabbed it so that I could answer the call.

"Hello?"

No answer.

"H-hello?"

Still no answer.

"Dang it!" I complained, then ended the call. Why do people call me and when I answer it no one's speaking? Probably the signal. The problem.

A few minutes later, my phone rang for another round of a call, and I answered it. "Hello?"

[GoGo! It's Hiro calling, even awhile ago!]

Oop, mistake. I ended a call of a special someone. Or should I say special friend?

"Oh, Hiro? Squirt, I was so sorry for ending it. Why'd you call? Any plans?"

[Not quite, Tomato, well—]

"Wow. I can't believe you're calling me a tomato," I replied bitterly, plastering my face with cute devilish-ness. Did I just say cute? Hah.

Devils are not cute!

[Did I just—sorry, quite.]

"It's fine with me, squirrel," I insulted, giving off a fake laugh, "In fact, I'm going to a stroll and… no one is coming with me yet." Whoa, what? What the heck did I just—fine. Inhale, exhale.

[Stroll? I'm wondering if you could let me come with you.]

"Exactly!" I piped up so happily that I couldn't hold it back. My man is coming with me. Forget it, sh*t. "So, that's it? Got an appointment later?"

[Oh, come on! I'm not a businessman.]

"You said it," I muttered, "Anyway, bye."

[But, GoGo—]

I ended the call and changed in my usual OOTD. "Hiro is comiiiinnnnnnggg with me!" I sang and left my house locked.

×-×-×-×

I walked along the roads and reached my favorite park I've been to when I was a kid. It still looks clean although some changes took over. All the shiny see-saws were rusted. The swings were sunk down. Appropriate for little babies, huh, Go? I even looked at that giant slide that was still clear even at a distance. This park has been a memory ever since.

I sauntered to a bench and sat on it. As usual, I took a piece of chewing gum and threw off its wrapper and I started chewing it. Hope I wouldn't make it end up to my throat or else, R.I.P. me.

I suddenly saw a guy in a white t-shirt and worn-out jeans whose hair is slicked back. He leans on a tree trunk next to the bench I'm seated at and takes his cigarette. He first puts it on his mouth, lights up his lighter, then lets it burn, and then he emits the smoke. To be honest, I think, smoking is cool, but it will make your lungs end up in a sleep like death.

I covered my nose for the rest of his smoking hours. Dang it! This is a park and not a smoking area!

Are you done? I wondered. I looked at him and the smoke still comes out of his mouth like a factory. Goddamn it, he's not yet done. And, thank goodness, he stopped smoking. I was just looking on the other side and looked towards my direction.

Stalker!

I looked on the other side because he tries to catch my eyes. He's such a stranger I didn't notice that he pressed on my sides. Haha, how ticklish.

"Hey, Go," he called me. And damn, he knows my name.

I turned around and looked at him. He smiled devilishly as he noticed me and I wrinkled my face in a very, very, very disappointed one.

"Oh, dear," he said, in Maleficent's voice, "what an awkward situation."

"I know right," I said kindly, then stood away from him, "Then who are you? What are you doing here?" He didn't answer my question. Aggghhh!

Suddenly, a short-haired girl passed by and nudged at him. "Hey, it hurts, Abby!"

"What are you doing here in the park?" she asked exaggeratedly, "Smoking? Don't you know that you got lung cancer?"

"Fine. I'm going home."

Thank goodness he said that or I will be in complete danger. As I looked, she was damn pretty. The dimples enhanced it. Wow.

"Hello, there," I greeted, "I'm GoGo Tomago."

"I'm Abigail Callaghan," she greeted. Seriously, what? She's the daughter? Huh? The one that Hiro saved at our final battle with Professor Callaghan?

"Abigail?" I scoffed, "Oh, okay. Nice to meet you. Where you been?"

"I can show you incredible things."

"Just answer my question!" I reprimanded jokingly.

She crossed her arms and give a heart-lifting sigh. "Um, from work. So busy. Daddy's in jail and I have to visit him everyday. Pretty sick, huh?"

"You call that sick?" I said incredulously, "Abby, that's not sick. At least, you cared for your dad."

"I know I cared, but, I didn't realize that he has kept a lie from me." Yes, true. In a matter of fact, Abby, I agree with you.

"Abby, seriously—"

"Ms. Callaghan!" someone called. Abigail gave her sigh and excused herself to me. GoGo, probably weird, huh? I couldn't believe it.

I have met a new friend.

Okay, another update and it really took me long for some weird inspirations and my head is spilling out crappy ideas. Guys? Do you have any ideas for the next chaps? Please? I'm so focused on my Tadashi/Hiro x reader and by the way, that's my NO.1 OTP. So it means, HiroGo is probably at the second, third or fourth. Rant: I don't mean to degrade HiroGo shippers. I ship HiroGo, too, but as I read Hiro x Reader's, I'm blown away.

And yeah! Nice reading people! It might take me a week or some days to come up with a new chap. Seriously am I just writing a story of a Mary Sue?

Alright. Bye!

P.S. What a crappy summer for me.

Sincerely Yours,

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Carleine Lambers a.k.a. Leine