Chapter Two,

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you open your eyes, once again, it's only tuesday.. you think to yourself. another day of working, as always. maybe today you'll treat yourself to a nice dinner after work, if you're not too tired.

tuesdays at work were particularly boring since it was never that active, not many dumb people to deal with to keep you busy. it was only 4 by now, so you only had about 2 hours left, thankfully.

you CANNOT stop thinking about that boy, ever since the interaction you had at the coffee shop. you've tried to tell yourself you'll probably never see him again, or, that, you know, he might not even be 18 and you'll feel like a total creep. you groan to yourself just before you hear the door open, you turn to face the door "hi, welcome to-"OHMYGOD ITS THE SAME GUY. FROM THE COFFEE SHOP. mentally screaming again, you pause mid sentence and finish with "oh! you again!!" as a big smile creeps on your face

"ah, i figured i'd find you here."

HE WAS LOOKING FOR ME?? (cue even more internal panic) on a mission to stay calm, you reply, "oh, well, you know, i do work here.." with a giggle.

after a moment of silence, you speak up, "so what brings you in here today?" he seems to be snapped out of his thoughts, as he jolts "oh, right! sorry, i came to make a deposit.." something inside you said he was lying, but you brushed it off, "okay, i just need your information and how much you're depositing?"

...

he's just staring at you, blinking.

you wave your hand in front of him, "hello?" okay, this guy is weird

"i.." he starts, but never finishes. you both stare at each other for a minute before he breaks eye contact to glance to your breasts, before they quickly bounce back to your eyes, "i'm... can i be honest? i kinda only came here to see you haha.." he finally finishes his sentence.

oh dear god.

your eyes widen, and your throat goes dry. "oh! uh! well..that's- okay!!" you manage to stutter...that made no sense oh god.

"i was wondering if maybe you wanted to grab a bite to eat sometime? it uh, it doesn't have to be today just, maybe sometime this week? or next if that works better for yo-"

"how about tonight? i get off work at 6, so,"

he pauses for a minute, clearly relieved, "ah..that sounds great. how about 8? where would you like to eat?"

"you know, i've really been craving olive garden.. will that work?"

"of course!.. i'm yuji by the way, yuji itadori." he reaches out to shake your hand "i'm y/n" you smile, reaching for his hand.

you both stand there for a minute, hands connected, until you pull away awkwardly, "well uh, it was nice meeting you, yuji." you smile at him. "you too. here's my number by the way" he says as he slides a little note on your desk.

you give him one last smile and nod before he begins to walk out "see you later!" waving at you.

that did not just happen. you immediately call your best friend/coworker nobara, and tell her EVERYTHING that happened. she's beyond excited for you, but she seems to be more fixated about being the maid of honor at yalls wedding. "okay nobara, let's not get ahead of ourselves, it's just a date!"

"whatever!!"

you say goodbye to her and hang up, just waiting for your shift to end. yuji, huh.. you cant wait to see him again. should i text him now? should i wait? no, i'll do it now. wait, he might not even be home yet.. you argue with yourself for awhile, eventually just decided to text him around 7:30 to make sure you guys are still on.

as soon as you get home, you start getting ready for your date. you turn on some of your favorite music, hopping in the shower and shaving everything. everything. after your shower, you throw your towel on, and start doing your hair and makeup. after you fully get ready, it's about 7:40, almost time to leave. you decide to shoot him a text saying "this is y/n from the bank, are we still on for dinner at 8?"

a couple anxious minutes later, you hear your phone dings you quickly turn it on, and see yuji's text. "of course." your heart flutters a bit, relieved you didn't get ready for nothing.

you make your way to olive garden, by the time you arrive it's about 8:03pm. should i text him? or just look around?

as your glancing around, deciding what to do, you see someone by a table wave towards your direction. you fully focus, and there he is, beautiful as ever. this is the first time you've seen him without his mask and cap, and you're at a loss for words. his pink plump lips, sharp jawline. he's wearing a white button down, along with some dark grey plaid pants, and a nice black belt.

you catch yourself staring for a moment, before snapping out of it and walking over to the table, heart pounding out of your chest.

he greets you, "hey y/n"

"hi, yuji."

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