Obsession

- Part Two

Like every other morning, you got up at 8:30 AM. Feeling extremely sleepy, you made your way to the bathroom, where you brushed your teeth and took your daily morning shower. For you, it was just another normal day. You'd go to work, come back home. After a year or two, this routine was becoming boresome. You knew you'd like some action in your life. Maybe you'd decide to call a friend or something like that. As of now, you had to focus on work before figuring out anything else.
You worked at a fancy restaurant close to the inner city. It wasn't very high prestige, but sometimes you'd get some very high-status people coming in as customers. Today was one of those days. As you entered half an hour before the restaurant would open, your manager asked to talk with all the staff working today. He mentioned that you'd have some important people come in today and asked you all to make an effort today. The people would come in at around 11 AM, so you still had time to prepare. The restaurant would open at 10 AM, and from there normal-seeming customers would enter and be served as they'd usually be. You were assigned the nerve-racking assignment of serving the special customers, and at 11 AM sharp they entered. There were three guys in unusually fancy suits. One had black and purple short hair, the other had a purple mullet and the last one had jet-black hair and had a scar across his face. You couldn't help but notice how the two of the men had identical tattoos on their necks. However, you had to shake off that thought if you wanted to stay focused, even if it made you curious. You bowed and asked them to follow you to where they would be seated. The customers had asked for a private dining room, which you had a few of. As you seated them and handed them each a menu card, the guy with the scar looked at you. 

"We're still waiting on two, but go on and bring us some water." His voice wasn't very harsh, despite his choice of words. He didn't smile, nor did he look angry. Nevertheless, you smiled at them and told them you'd be back soon. You went to the kitchen and prepared the water. It wouldn't take more than a few minutes, since you had to fill a jug of water and slice some lemons. You poured some ice cubes in there, before going back to the private table. As you entered, the jug almost fell out of your hand. Now sitting at the table were the two guys the one man must have talked about, however one of them you recognized in an instant. His pink hair and purple suit, the two scars. You stood there standing for a few seconds, before realizing you had to be professional. Right after clearing your throat, you place the water at the centre of their tables, feeling their eyes stare at you. You took a step back and pulled out your notepad. 

"Hello, my name is y/n, and I will be your server today. Are you ready to order?" As you took their order, you could again feel each of their eyes piercing into you. Especially the eyes of the man you stumbled into yesterday. When leaving, you could hear the men beginning to talk. About what you had no idea. 

"You know her Sanzu?" Speaking was the guy with the scar across his face. Sanzu shook his head. 

"So you wouldn't mind me asking for her number?" Ran quickly asked, while chuckling a bit. Sanzu stood up, about to yell every cuss word he knew it at Ran, but swiftly collected himself. Before sitting down he spewed out, "Do as you want." 

You came back with their orders, putting them on the table one after another, and as you were about to leave, Ran cleared his throat. 

"Y/n, was it?" You nod. "I'm Ran, come sit down." A chuckle left your mouth as you thought he was joking. However, the way he kept looking into your eyes, made you second guess that thought. 

"I'm sorry, but I can't. I'm not allowed to eat with customers." You tried smiling, as you felt a bit intimidated by the men. 

"Who has to know?"
"Let her be." The man with the purple mullet looked at Ran with an irritated expression on his face. Other than listening to the guy next to him, Ran scoffed without losing his smile.

"Shut up Rindou, I'm offering it to her because nobody other than her has to decide if she wants to." Ran said. An awkward feeling of silence got to you. In your mind, it wouldn't make sense sitting with them, although they were the ones to offer it to you. Your thoughts got interrupted by Sanzu's harsh voice.

"Sit y/n." It almost sounded like a command, and it may even have been that. You squeaked a bit, as he dragged out the chair next to him.

"I'm sorry, but I really can't. It's against the rules." It looked like Ran or Sanzu were about to protest, but the guy with the scar lifted his hand, making them shut up. Ran didn't look too satisfied and pulled out his phone while looking at you.

"Can I have your number, y/n?" He smiled charmingly as if you guys were teenagers and he was trying to flirt with you. You giggled a bit.

"That is very kind, but I have to decline. Now enjoy your food." You left without hesitation, unknowingly making them all catch a small interest in you. Normally no one would decline a guy like Ran. You'd admit he was extremely handsome, however, you tried to keep your work professional. You asked for a co-worker to handle their payment whenever that would be since you would rather not encounter them again. You instead took over your co-worker's tables, acting as if you had never had experienced that in the private dining room. 

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