warnings: swearing, mentions of a panic attack
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the sun shines brightly through the big windows of the cafe as you walk towards the counter to begin serving customers. today you're working a morning shift, which is the usual shifts you are given besides the occasional afternoon shifts.
you enjoy working in the mornings, even if it means you have to rise from your bed at an undesirable time. working in the mornings makes you feel more productive, and you usually finish your shifts around 2:00-3:00pm so that means you have free time for yourself after work.
after spending a considerable amount of time serving customers, it is time for your thirty minute break.
you make your way to the break room, where your locker is also placed.
you swiftly open the door to your locker, the fact that you don't actually have a lock on the door makes it easy. you never really saw the point in getting one since you trusted your coworker pretty well.
you grab your bag and pull out a small plastic bag in which your snacks for the day are packed in. your break always seems to go too fast to have a full meal, so you decide to only bring smaller snacks to eat during your break.
after grabbing what you need, you zip up your bag and close the door to your locker. you then make your way to the table that is placed on the other side of the room and proceed to take a seat on one of the chairs (very uncomfortable chairs to be exact).
just as you begin to unpack the delicious contents in your bag, your manager storms into the room, startling you.
"y/n" he has a stern look of his face. nothing new.
"sir?" you respond, confused. what could you have possibly done wrong now?
"maeve spilt one of the coffees, come clean it up" he speaks about one of your coworkers, looking at you expectantly.
you furrow your eyebrows, "sir, i'm on my break"
he chuckles dryly, "i don't care, it won't take you long. just suck it up and do it"
you don't want to piss him off even more, so you remove yourself from your seat and leave the room, passing your manager who is still standing near the doorway.
sometimes you wonder why he's like this. there's no reason why maeve couldn't have cleaned the mess herself or any other of your coworkers. your manager just had to make you do this during your break.
'what is his problem?' you think to yourself as you near the area where the mess of the coffee is.
the coffee had been spilt next to a table where two customers are sitting. maeve must have accidentally dropped one of their orders.
you give a slight smile to the two customers as you get on your knees preparing to clean the mess.
it's at that moment you realise you don't actually have anything to clean the mess with. great.
just as you're about to stand up, you notice a familiar figure enter the cafe.
your eyes widen at the realisation of who it is that has just entered.
yuta.
yuta and a girl. but not just any girl. this girl is gorgeous.
you initially panicked of the thought of having to face yuta after that weird moment he had at the picnic yesterday, but now you're focused on the girl he's with.
all you can think about how beautiful she is. she has long, black hair that looks so soft that if you were to touch it, you'd imagine it would feel like touching a cloud. her aura is just so captivating that all you can do is stare at her in awe.
'is she yuta's girlfriend?' you wonder. because if she is, damn yuta is one lucky man.
"Y/N!" you snap out of your trance as you hear the sound of your managers voice scream your name.
upon hearing his voice, you realise you're still kneeling on the floor. you look up to see your manager staring down at you with pure rage written all over his face.
you look around the large space to see that majority of the customers sitting at their tables are staring at you. you see yuta and his potential girlfriend fix their eyes on you too.
you begin to panic, "i'm sorr-"
"I ASKED YOU TO CLEAN THIS MESS ALMOST TEN MINUTES AGO AND YOU'RE JUST SITTING HERE LIKE SOME PATHETIC BITCH DOING NOTHING!" his face reddens as he screams at you.
you stand up apprehensively, "sir, i'm so sorry i must have-"
"NO. NO 'I'M SORRY'. YOU NEVER DO YOUR JOB RIGHT. YOU USELESS BITCH!" he cuts you off and proceeds to scream at you.
you feel tears beginning to form as you can feel everyone's eyes burning into you. all you do is look down in shame, preparing yourself for whatever else he has to say to you.
your manager is about to continue venting until he realises everyone is looking at him with disgust written on their faces.
he is even more disturbed by yuta, whose gaze looks like the gaze of someone who is ready to murder someone.
of course, you don't notice this. you're too busy being on the verge of a panic attack to think about him. you're more focused on the fact that you've been embarrassed in front of a large group of people.
your manager sighs as he realises that yelling at you is only going to disturb the public even more.
"just- just go home y/n. you're not fired. let's just discuss this another time" he says defeatedly.
you hear him, but you can't respond. you're still looking down at your feet. you're too scared to move. it's like you're frozen.
"y/n?" he leans towards you in an attempt to get a look at your face.
you sniffle, feeling an embarrassing amount of snot clogging up your nose.
"y/n come on-"
you flinch aggressively as you feel your manager grip your arm. it's at that moment you finally lift your head to look at him.
he looks at you in shock. as if he wasn't expecting to see your eyes filled with tears, as well as your mascara smudged slightly.
deciding you can't deal with this anymore, you begin to walk away from him.
your steps grow faster the closer you near the break room.
you rush past yuta, whose eyes seem to be tracing your moving figure worriedly. you completely forgot about his presence.
as soon as you're out of sight, animosity fills his eyes as he turns to look back at your manager.
yuta is angry. very angry.
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note: y/n kinda had a gay moment here LOL. also i'm sorry i feel like this story is moving kinda slowly but pleaseee trust the process. it will get interesting i promise :')
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