𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐄 ☕︎ 𝕴toshi 𝕾ae (UNDER MAJOR EDITING)

01.

- A LIFE WITH ITOSHI SAE

third person's pov

•••

"what's your name?" a young man asked- or rather, ordered.

"....(name) (l/n)." an individual in front of him responded.

"(name) (l/n), out of one-hundred twenty applicants, you placed first place." the said man walked towards her, his presence overwhelming and powerful, with each steps becoming heavier as he trailed with pride.

he then stood in front of the teen and played with a strand of their hair, "you will now be working under me as my personal assistant, understand?"

the other person bowed with respect, "...yes, mr. itoshi sae."

•••

(a few years later)

the alarm buzzed throughout the whole hotel room. inside, a young celebrity soccer player layed down on his king-sized bed, wearing only his underwear that is covered with the blanket while his back is bare at the sunlight. his face contorted to one of annoyance and attempted to turn off the loud alarm that is disturbing his "beauty sleep".

"mr. sae. please wake up on time or we'll be late." a young adult barged through his room unanounced. eh, not that he cared enough. they gently tapped his bare shoulder in attempt to wake their superior up. to which he only swatted their hand away. fuck the interview, sleep comes first.

"mm, ten more minutes." he murmured and turned his head the other way. he's only here for the passport anyway, it wouldn't hurt for him to skip interview, right? he couldn't care less about it anyway. after that, he'll head back to who-knows-where. anywhere could do except this god-forsaken country.

unfortunately for him, the young adult was not having it. they don't want to get scolded by his manager again when it's his mistake. they grabbed his arm and forcefully dragged him into the shower, "please hurry up. i already prepared your clothes and breakfast. we both know that we'll get quite an earful from the manager if we're late." the truth is, they are really late but they didn't mention it. well, it is partly their superior's fault since he basically neglected the fact that he had an arranged interview.

"yeah, yeah." sae covered his mouth and yawned. of course, he tends to be responsible since he hates being pathetic and "lukewarm", but of course there are times when he gets lazy that he does not want to get out of bed. when that happens, he can always let (name) remind him and take care of him and his packed up schedule.

•••

"are you ready to go, sir?" the driver politely asked. (name) (l/n) and itoshi sae stepped out of the hotel and are headed towards the taxi that the manager personally sended to them. sae checked on his watch to see the time and it turns out that they're very late. he raised his eyebrows and looked onto his side to see his assistant.

"(name), why didn't you tell me that the time is already fucking 12?" he calmly said. he didn't actually want to lash out at them when they're doing such a good job all these years. sure, he could insult them from time to time but that was just about little things just as this.

the (h/c) haired person replied, "it is because you completely forgot about it, sir. Or maybe, you didn't forget and just acted like you did and proceeded to resume your sleep." yeah, that was indeed what he did so why would they be silent about it when it is completely his fault?