𝐝𝐞𝐣𝐚 𝐯𝐮. - 𝐤𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞 {✓}

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬.

the drive to the ana intercontinental was a silent one, each minding their own business as they listened in on the soft hums of the other vehicles passing them.

it didn't bother them really- they understood their barriers and limitations towards each other. and they believe that they don't have any topic to talk about on the journey.

l/n y/n wasn't a nosey person, and so was kokonoi hajime- but this didn't stop their curious minds into drifting off to what the other person really is like.

to the young manager, kokonoi seemed to be the type to read a shelf full of books in one night- seeing as how he's got proper etiquette and mannerisms that give him the illusion of coming from a well-off family.

when in reality, he's just easily adaptable towards his environment. the young man didn't come off from a family like her's- it's the exact opposite, way too different from her circumstances.

but to her (e/c) eyes, he always carries elegance wherever he is. whether that be the way that he dresses, or how sophisticated he is in doing simple menial tasks- there was something in him that y/n couldn't pinpoint.

meanwhile, kokonoi hajime wonders if the young manager really is like spoiled rich brats that he would always see whenever he drives by a wealthy neighborhood.

under different circumstances- that being if he were to drive there twelve years ago, people of class would always give him the nasty eye. he is aware that they whisper about him and the biker jacket that he wore, but he couldn't care less.

ever since he been assigned as her assistant, he's been trying to study her- trying to find out if she's like those women who talk about him behind his back.

but even after a week of working under her, the (h/c) haired woman was actually the complete opposite of what he thought she would be like.

y/n likes her coffee dark- no sugar and always a full mug of it. she's a pretty chill person in his eyes, taking in the small habits that she would always do absentmindedly.

she doesn't dress to impress, always wearing a comfortable yet powerful-looking blouse and slacks that show off her authority.

the young manager was also humble- kokonoi seeing it to himself when the woman bought a pack of bread to give to the kids who were out on the street. and even when people looked at her, wondering what a woman like her was doing associating herself with kids like them- she kept that sweet smile on her face.

it didn't help the silver-haired male when he saw the bright look that she had on her face- trying to stop himself from falling into the void further.

the void that people called love, he avoided it at all cost.

that endless, dark hole that likes to suck in unsuspecting victims for fun- tugging at his heartstrings as they begged for him to jump down and enjoy the ride.

kokonoi hajime wasn't prepared for it, and after riding in it once, he didn't want to go for another round ever again- or so he thought.

in reality, he and y/n are currently strapped onto the rollercoaster with no way of going out.

it may sound cruel to some of you, seeing as they both weren't prepared for this trip- but everyone who fell in love wasn't prepared for it too.

the sight of the ana intercontinental can be seen from where they are currently at, eyes trained at the road in front of them in slight concentration- lavender and lemon wafting through the air that gave them a calm and serene atmosphere.

soon enough, they finally arrived at the entrance- being welcomed by the valet who took care of their expensive ride as a staff walked up to them with a smile on their face.