*Marks POV*
*Marks messages are in bold while the other persons is in this writing*

Mark was at his house, sitting on the couch, casually watching tv and listening to music through the one headphone in his ear. He was very bored at the moment since all of his friends seemed busy and Ethan wasn't home right now. "*sigh* ahh, Ethan... Such a beautiful name for a beautiful boy" Mark thought.

Wait....did I just say that? No..no I didn't...I-I was just..daydreaming! That's it. Mark starts to think about how beautiful Ethan's hair is and how mesmerizing his eyes were. The way Marks smile lit up whenever he saw Ethan and his eyes glowed a bit more whenever he saw such a familiar face. Familiar. I wish I could remember our relationship from before. We seemed to be such amazing friends from what I can remember.

From time on, the next few hours, Mark just lay silent on his couch, thinking continuously about Ethan and how glorious he is. As the clock moves forward, he drifted into a calm, quiet and peaceful sleep.

After around an hour, Mark was woken by the sound of his phone, notifying that he got a message from someone. He craved that it'd be a message from Ethan, but sadly, it wasn't, instead it was from an unknown number.

1 new incoming message

Unknown: why hello there ;)
M: who is this?
Unknown: that is not needed right now...lets just say we're....heheh..good friends
M: tell me who you are
Unknown: I'm afraid I can't tell you that, though to more we talk, the more you'll get to know.
Unknown: you get to ask me a maximum of 3 questions each day we talk.
Unknown: deal?
M: hmmm
M:deal
Unknown: so any questions for me to ask?
M: definitely

Mark took a minute or so to think of some questions. He ends up just going with some basic questions.

M: How old are you? What is you gender? And do you go to my school?
Unknown: I am the age of 17, just like you Mark, I am a male and yes, we attend the same school, like I said before, we are very good friends
Unknown: which friend is it though?

After that, Mark thought for a long time after he stopped talking to this "friend" of mine. Who is this? How does he know me? Are we actually friends?

So many questions were roaming in his mind. And I can only ask 3 questions a DAY? Like, how unfair is that?! Guess I'll just have to ask the right questions.