Just Why Not? [Mew/Gulf]

Chapter 1

Gulf POV

I quickly take a shower and leave home, I am 15 minutes late to work and if I don't get there in the next 10 minutes I'm gonna be in big trouble. My phone rings, it's from my boss, I'm running, my backpack slung over my shoulders, and my shirt sticking to my body due to sweat.

"Hello" I pick up the call while still running

"Gulf, where the hell are you?" My boss David McLoughlin asks

"I'm so sorry David, I'm on my way" I pant, he must know I am running.

"Oh my god Gulf, get here ASAP"

"Yes... I'll be right there" I cut the call, shove it in my pocket and continue to run.

When I finally reach the office, I get to my desk and slump on my chair. I catch my breath, my throat dries, and I feel like there is not enough oxygen in the room. I unbutton the top two buttons of my shirt and try to fan myself.

"Gulf..." It was my boss David.

"Finally... Are you kidding~" he started and then he saw my state and quickly stopped what he was gonna say? Probably he felt bad for me.

"I'm sorry David," I said

"Urgh, nevermind get to work, there are too many calls on wait, it's only you who can fix them all"

"I'm on it now" I quickly launch all the applications and get to the callers. I work in the tech support department, I take calls for 9 hours with only a few breaks. Since many of them left the job recently, few of us have too much load to carry. I am one of the most experienced people on the team so the high-priority issues can be solved only by me. Not because the new colleagues are incompetent but because David believes that I can solve them more quickly than the others.

For the next 3 hours, I take back-to-back calls and try as much as possible to resolve them all. Some callers were desperate for help, they were freaking out, and I had to be calm and poised to think straight. Some were super rude and even used a couple of curse words, again I had to be calm and take control of the call. Some were sweet, I cannot deny that because of them is why I like my job more and more.

I am rather good at my job, great actually, but everyone knows that I am an overachiever, to not bring my reputation down there is nothing I have done to stay in the position I am in now. I am too focused on my job once I start.

Finally, during lunch break, I stretch my legs and hand and then make my way to the food court. A few of my new colleagues joined me.

"Ah, today is such a headache, I hate Mondays," Scott says

" Don't even get me started on how many CODE 101 I had to solve today, each call lasted at least 45 minutes." Lidiya continued.

" Guys, if you complain you can never be happy," I say

" Oh come on senpai, how can you be so positive all the time, is there no days in your life where you feel like you are done with life and you just wanna quit," Lidiya asks

" Nope, I love my job, and I like the thrill of dealing with people and getting to solve new issues," I said. There is a smile on my face, but I'm considering my answer, is this what I have become? To get to the position I've harnessed all the positive energy I could get and now I am so used to being positive that I have started faking it.

" Woah sempai, you are great indeed," Scott says and then we have lunch together, they speak about random callers and the stories they overheard.

One was about how this caller named Sophie has a dog who is a pitbull, they adopted him assuming that the dog would protect them from the intruder and alert them, but how different the situation turned out to be that the intruder ended up playing with the dog and how that was recorded in the CCTV. Good thing that neighbors called the Sophie immediately  and they were able to hand him over to the police.

The other one was how the caller named Willam Crawford was speaking to one of his customers and the customer happened to be an 80-year-old man who said how much he sees himself in William as he was also once doing the same job and continued doing it for the rest of his life till he retired.

That again brings me to the crisis, am I gonna do the same job for the rest of my life until I retire? I am 25 now, and I had strictly told my parents that I will not get married, I was 21 then and had only started my career, and we had a huge fight when my mom kept showing my picture of one girl after the other. After that, they never spoke about it nor forced me. Now after 4 years, I'm rethinking.

Do I have to get married or something to feel better? Is this the point of life when you start feeling lonely? Is this the right time to get married? Uncertainty, it has been a while since I have been uncertain, I have gained so much confidence over the years that I don't feel uncertain about anything. But now I am here.

The next few hours go by, taking calls and solving issues.

"Gulf..." David calls "make sure you meet me before you go"

And I do, I walk in to David's office "yeah what's up"

" Gulf, is everything okay?"

"Yeah... Why what's up?"

" I noticed that your performance has been dropping, it's not like you"

"What? My performance?"

He passed me the report for my previous week. I am disgusted, I have never performed so poorly, of course, I'm still on top of the chart but my handling time was worse.

"I don't mean to throw too much responsibility on you Gulf, you are the best here. It's just that the whole second-level team has high expectations of you, they are considering your promotion, with this report at this crucial time, it brings a bad impression on you Gulf."

I just look down, I'm so disappointed with myself. I don't care about the promotion, I don't care about my designation all I know is that I hate myself for ruining the chances of getting the best employee of the year. I had a streak of three years straight.

"Gulf, no pressure okay, it's not the end of the world, it's alright, you can improve next week, and you are still on top, it's not like anyone can snatch your award from you"

I looked up, and it hit me, David said "no pressure" but the pressure is getting to me, and he read me like a book, he knew what exactly I was concerned about and he pointed it out. Is that what I am? A person who tries so hard to get an award at the end of the year.

I'm in such a grey area right now, but it doesn't matter. I go home, think for at least 2 hours about how I am going to improve my scores, and then go to sleep after taking a sleeping tablet. When I wake up, it's going to be the same thing again. 

[A/N] Hi sweeties, it has been a while since I published anything. But here I am as I promised. I have nothing much to say about this story, except that I am writing this story for over a year now.  I have never taken so long to write a story, and that is because I don't have a single clue about how I am going to complete this one. 

This version of Mew and Gulf has grown on me so much that I don't want to stop writing. This story may lead up to two or even three parts. 

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