CHAPTER 17:MOOD

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The sound of wind rustling, leaves on the trees whispering in secrecy.

A green landscape stood in its might, its domain expanding magnificently.

There was a person's back swaying with the blowing wind. The naughty waves making the tall silhouette's long hair and clothes flutter like an escaping butterfly.

It was bizarre.

His back was so clear and vivid like a dream yet when he turned around to face forward, his persona was transperant like water.

You could see it but couldn't make out its form.

Hng....

WHO?

who is he?

Wait.

Is this my dream? Again?

I grimaced at the thought. Even though I have been through numerous worlds, maybe I might not remember every identity I assumed, but this person in my dream definitely wasn't one that I could recall.

Why was his face so blurry?

If not, maybe I could be sure that whether this man truely one of me or not.

The man's lips moved. His lips parted, speaking something.

"#*#*#*#"

What?

I could see him speak but couldn't hear his words.

"HNGG..."

I opened my eyes slowly. The sun was kissing my bedroom through the window.
I sat up from my bed. Still half asleep I stood up proceeding to pull down the curtain. Well that was a big mistake on my part.

That bastard waved at me from across the house through his balcony that was facing towards my room.

All my sleepiness was slapped off my eyes the moment I saw Junta smirk at me. The smirk that made me wanna puke blood.
I frowned. Changing my mind I closed the curtain. What creeped me out was that he was still smirking, looking at my room's direction even though I had already closed the curtain.

"What a creep." I uttered in utmost disgust.

Even when I was done showering that guy was still there.

My instinct was telling me to be extra wary of Junta. His smirk always held the touch of a predator. Who knew when he would go for a hunt.

*Ding*

I looked at my phone.

"I will send you the parcel today." Read the message on the screen.

Yesterday I had a brief union with William. We had a small chat together for a bit. We ended up exchanging numbers. He offered to send me some stuff over. Of course I didn't decline. Infact, I would gladly accept a box full of wonderful books and limited food. Overseas food was a delicacy for me even though I was also rich.

"Okay sure. Thanks."  I replied.

*Ding*

"Ok." With a cat emoji.

What the hell. I chuckled. What a strange combination. William was a buff guy. Tall and packed. Somehow this cute cat emoji didn't suit him even a bit.
He looked better yesterday. When I saved him on that day, he looked so broken and lost. The William I saw on the day was very different from the one I had talked to yesterday.
When we first met, he didn't gave off the aura of an intimidating yakuza. He was just a man with a broken trust and broken heart, stuck in the dilemma of forgiving and accepting.

But the William I saw yesterday was a man who wouldn't let anyone get away with any offence directed  towards him. Although his words came off a bit casual he definitely exuded an aura of a man with secrets.

This version of him was far better than the one who was almost drowned in the feeling of selfless love undeserving of loyalty or commitment.

Good for him. I thought.

That aside, I have a lot of things to do right now.

I sat down on my working table and began working on my solo project. Once I do the draft, I will ask for Taro's opinion. 

Time went pretty quick for the day.

When my parcel from William arrived I was in great ecstasy.

The pile of books he has sent me over were an eye candy for me. I have always wanted hard copies of these novels but since they had been out of date, it was hard getting even single copy of it.

I sent him a message.

"Hey. Thanks for the books and the snacks too." 


"Do tell me if you want more." With a smirking cat emoji.

"Pfffffffttt." I couldn't. The contrast between him and the emoji is such a mood.


When it was night I went for my regular drink at my favourite bar.

It was time for me to have some champagne for myself. 


I should have spared a second to look behind me.

If I did, I could have saved myself some trouble.

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