Bewitched • Toji Fushiguro

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Nighttime,
In (Y/n)'s apartment...

(Y/n)'s POV

Worst day of my life.

I couldn't believe I would run into my ex-boss and his pick-me cheating-ass girlfriend. What the hell Seishū-san even saw in her?

The fact that Fushiguro-san knew Yūjo is bothering me.

He told me earlier that they used to be college mates. Mayumi-san and Yūjo were best friends too... But Fushiguro-san didn't really like and never got along with Yūjo because she was an attention seeker.

Even till today, that disgusting pick-me-girl attitude of hers never changed.

I feel bad for Seishū-san for having a playgirl fiancee like Yūjo. How they did end up in engagement, anyway?

I keep badmouthing her, but I literally have a friend who is similar to her. Satoru is tolerable since he isn't a fricking pick-me.

Though, I still disagree with his hobby - messing with women.

Sighing in frustration, I got up from the couch and headed to the kitchen. I pulled out (favourite drink) from the fridge before pouring some into a tall glass.

Bringing the rim of the glass close to my lips, I took a few sips of my favourite beverage. My eyebrows were scrunching in annoyance. Hard to get rid of this irritation prickling on my skin.

I want to punch Yūjo's face so bad.

I don't care if people are gonna call me cruel for saying this, but that sh*thead deserve hell.

I looked at my reflection in the screen television. A (favourite animal) onesie was hugging my body. Satoru bought it for me after I agreed to work at the kindergarten alongside him a month ago.

A month huh? Time passed by quickly. It felt like only yesterday I started working as kindergarten teacher...

I guess I was having too much fun with the kids that I lost track of time.

"Yosh, let's go to sleep now! I gotta give my best , too, tomorrow!" I said it out loud and retired myself to the bedroom.

There is no use in whining and complaining about today. After all, not everything is bad!