Bed Friend (English Version)

EP1 : Not Attracted

Have you ever looked at someone for the first time and felt that they were so frustrating?

Eight years ago, I felt that way with one person. Until now, I have always felt that way about him, and it seems that feeling exacerbates every day.

"Uea."

Monday morning, around 8:00 a.m., Bas, Head of IT Department, my immediate supervisor, greeted me from behind while I was waiting for the elevator to go to the fifteenth floor where my office was. I put a faint smile on my lips to look polite and 'wai' (to show respect to) him as he was more senior than me.

"Good morning, Phi Bas."

"Hi. You're early today."

"Yes," I answered shortly. Normally, I arrive at work about this time every day. This was not earlier than usual at all, but I did not say anything about it because deep down inside I knew that Bas was only trying to make a polite conversation to fill in the silence. I was not good at making conversations with people I was not acquainted with, so I just played along.

"Today we have new interns. The manager will inspect our department too. I explicitly instructed those tardy guys last Friday to come in early today. I don't know if they listened to me." Bas went on, but I did not look at him because my eyes were fixed on a big, tall man in a black shirt and gray slacks, who was walking into the building.

I unknowingly knitted my eyebrows with each other while I was looking at the incoming guy walking into the café on the ground floor of the office building. He leaned toward the counter and ordered a coffee from a young female barista. From where I was, I could not see any facial expressions on the guy's face, but I did not need to see his expressions to know what his face looked like. I knew very well what facial expressions he wore.

No matter how many years went by, he had only one face, a flirtatious face.

"At least one has come already," I said while signaling with my eyes to the café. Bas followed my eyesight and sighed with relief.

"Oh, he's in? What a relief! I was worried about him the most. You know, King is always late on Mondays," Bas muttered while shaking his head with some kind of realization to accept the reality while I continued looking at King ordering his coffee. It was not until the elevator doors opened that I stopped looking at him and walked into the elevator with Bas to go up to the office.

My name is Anon. My nickname is Uea. I will be twenty-seven years old in a few months. I work as a graphic designer at a private company in the downtown area. My current relationship status is single. I just broke up with my latest lover a month ago.

Before that, I broke up with the previous one half a year ago, and another one before that, about a year ago.

Most people would categorize me as one of the good to a very good-looking person. Since the beginning of my high school years, people have constantly hit on me even though my human relations skills have always been far below average. I do not like people coming into my life much. Nonetheless, people constantly come into my life, those who directly approach me and those who give gifts to me through acquaintances. The latter are the ones I do not care about at all since I have a motto: if you want to know me, you should approach me directly, not through someone else.

Although there have been many people hitting on me, I am not the kind of person who gets serious with just anyone. It takes me a considerable amount of time to consider those who approach me before agreeing to enter into a relationship. However, even though I think I have learned enough about the person I decide to have a relationship with before getting serious, I have never had a relationship that lasted longer than half a year.