𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐒 | SANO SHINICHIRO [✔︎]

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𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙. 𝘿𝙤𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 (ง'̀-'́)ง

DAYLIGHT COMES AS IF THE DREAMS OF NIGHTTIME HAVE CHOSEN TO SHINE BRIGHTLY.

Y/n immediately opened her crusty eyes with The girl woke up panting for air "w-what" letting her eyes adjust her brain went to a frenzy, she was greeted by her messy apartment inside her adult body, "w-wait, was it just a dream?" her eyes darted at her shaking hands as cold sweat covered her warm body. "so, it really is just a dream" she mumbled at a sad tone that's just above a whisper, afraid that she will start crying. her dream was so vivid that it made her think its real, she thought that destiny was on her side this time, but who the fuck was she kidding? Certainly not herself.

Returning to her office, Y/N was greeted by the workers with a slight bow and 'good morning' oh yeah I forgot. Y/N L/N the daughter of F/N L/N also works under her father's company, but because she didn't really take this business seriously she's just like an ordinary employee, with no special privilege of some sort. let's just say that the workload of a lawyer is not enough for her to forget Shinichiro. "wow, you look like you haven't slept for a week" one of her colleagues stated while sipping a cup of coffee. The girl grumbled under her breath, she did get good sleep, the problem was she have finally woken up. "so, how're things going in here?" a chorused groan echoed through the office as the office-workers looked up revealing the bags under their eyes. "your dad is a piece of crap" that statement made her snort, unintentionally choking on her own saliva.

"don't worry, I'm well aware." and another fact that didn't change, and probably will never change. The hatred she feels strongly towards her father. "so, anything interesting happened?" she raised an eyebrow with her head resting n her folded arms, she's bored. like- really really bored. "well, something did happen." one of them started, "they said they're going to hire some photographer for the new project" Y/n hummed before leaning her back on the cushioned chair. as they continue to chatter while typing away their never-ending paperwork.