Lost in Japan

1: Stranger

Osaka, 10:08 PM

Loud party music and dancing neon lights hype me up to dance in the middle of the bar. I was shouting with my one hand holding the martini glass up.

I noticed it was empty, so I came back to the bartender and asked for another cocktail.

The bartender warned me that I might not remember myself tonight because I have been drinking for hours now. But who cares?

As I was leaving the front bar, a handsome guy sitting not too far away from me caught my attention.

His dark black hair and appealing eyes look perfect to me. And even the way he drinks from the wine glass is already a sight.

I approached him with a playful smile so I could get his attention.

"Hey, " I pinned my hair behind my ear. He just smiled at me and proceeded drinking from his glass. Did I just get snubbed?

I decided to leave the bar and went again on the dance floor, but to my shock, someone pulled me drastically.

I tried to remove his hands around my waist but I'm too weak to get it off.

My sight was spinning because of dizziness, but I know he brought me inside the men's comfort room.

"Get off me!" I pushed him with all my might but he budged just a little. He was fast to put his hands back on my waist.

Before I could even shout for help, a guy just punched the pervert guy making him fall.

My body's dragging along until I just fell on the floor and leaned on the cubicle wall. I feel so weak and dizzy, it's as if I'm going to faint.

I can't see clearly what is happening in front of me so I keep on blinking.

After a minute or two someone kneels in front of me.

"Are you okay?" I remember he was the guy I approached earlier.

"Are you hurt?" he asked. I shook my head.

"I just... I need toㅡ" I covered my mouth.

Without even saying what I need to do, he helped me stand up and guided me until we got outside the bar.

We went at the back and there, I vomited.

Oh god, this is so disgusting.

"Go on, let it all out." he collected my hair and caressed my back. Maybe this is a dream. Or I'm just hallucinating? Because this can't be real. He's like a disney prince that would save you when you needed help.

"Please don't look at me. I look terrible." I mumbled.

"Alright, just tell me when you're done."

"I- I'm done. You can let go now."

"Don't go anywhere else. I'll be quick." he smiled before running away. I can't even stand up because my body's trembling.

The cold wind blew making me tremble more. I got confused when I realized my long hair didn't get through my face when the wind blew.

I reached behind me and I catch hold of a handkerchief. Even in my befuddled state I can discern he's the one who tied this in my hair, probably when I was still retching the shit out of me.

He came back in no time and settled down just my eye level and handed me a table napkin.

"Why are you so nice?" I whispered.

He stood up and turned around me. That's nice because I probably look like shit right now and I wouldn't want him to watch me wipe my mouth. That is embarassing.

"Hey." he looked at me and smiled.

"My name is Luna." I extended my arms for a hand shake.

"Don't worry I wiped my hands too." I laughed awkwardly.

"I'm Mashiho." the first thing I felt when I touched his hand is its warmth.

"Are you feeling okay now?"

I looked at him before answering. He's a stranger to me but I'm trying to look for concern in his eyes. I'm ridiculous.

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine." if liars do go to hell, I sure have a place.

I was never okay but I just kept on telling everyone that I am. I've been dealing with shits for the past months. And now I realize I wasn't just lying to them, I was also lying to myself.

"Do you mind telling me where you live? I should take you home or even just drop you off somewhere near." my eyes widened because of what he said.

Is it safe to trust someone you met just exactly you needed help? Because that's suspicious to me.

What if he's a human trafficker or something??! Just kidding haha. He seems nice. Like SO NICE you wouldn't even doubt that he's capable of doing something cruel.

"You should go home, your parents must be so worried about you." he took a glance at me while we're walking.

Worried my ass. They don't even know I escaped my room and I'm in Japan right now. They're just so busy with work.

"Well, unfortunately, I lost my wallet and train ticket." I sighed. Talk about having no luck.

"We should just get a cab then." he reached out for every taxi cab that passes, but no one was willing to drive to Tokyo in same reasons, because it's too far.

"Ugh, I'm so unlucky." I put my palm against my face. This is stressing me out. If only I could retrieve my wallet.

"I can get you to the hotel." I suddenly looked up to him.

"But, I can't pay you, not unless you come with me to Tokyo tomorrow."

"You don't have to pay me." he shook his head and smiled.