March 14th, 2022
Mayu woke up from his sleep. His entire body sweats like crazy, leaving noticeable stains on his bedsheets. "That girl again..." He thought. His phone ringed, showing a message on his lockscreen, "Don't be late!". He stares at the ceiling, hesitant to get up. His phone ringed again, "I'm taking your breakfast share!". He reply to the message "Don't you dare take my coffee." He toss his phone away, and went to his workplace soon after he takes his bath.
Mayu works at a library in the heart of the city as, well, a librarian. He put his bag in one of the lockers, and went to his table to take his share of donuts and coffee, but there's nothing. Mayu sighed. You weren't supposed to shout in a library, but there were no people, and getting his morning coffee is more important than anything. "Michon, where are you!?Give me back my coffee!!" Mayu shouted, but there were no answers. "Stop playing Michon, I know you're here somewhere!" He shouted again, and started looking for her.
The library is really spacious, but it had a confusing shelves layout, a perfect place to hide and get lost to. "Michon, I swear to God I'm gonna burn all of your romance and Tere Liye novel collections if you didn't show up now!" Suddenly, a pair of hand come from his back and covered his eyes. "My, my, how cruel of you to thought about doing that to your partner." Said the voice from his back. "Michon..." Mayu said while gripping both of her hand, "Give me back my coffee, or I won't hesitate to do what I just said." He asked again, this time not very nicely. "Gee, scary." Michon removed her hands from his face, and tossed him the coffee. "If you keep being cold towards me like that, I would eventually feel sad y'know?" Tease her.
Michon is beautiful, and often mistaken as a celebrity or magazine model. She has slim body and usually wears turtlenecks paired with jeans, or a long skirt and cardigan, depends on her mood. Her face has a mole at the left bottom of her eyes, thin eyelashes, and she wears glasses, a round one. Her black hair is silky smooth and styled in ponytails, making her look more mature.
"Just do your work, Michon" Said Mayu, "You haven't even finished cataloging the book from yesterday". "Ehhh, but there's so many of them, help me Mayuu..." She asked him. "No." He said while he drinks his coffee. "What the heck, this beautiful lady going out of her way talking to a gloomy like you and you refused to help her." She starts pouting, showing her true side, a child. "No is a no, beautiful lady. I'll help you when you need it."
"Ughh, fine! Atleast accompany me! Talk to me till i finished so I don't get bored!"
"Tsk, fine," He give in, "What do you want to talk about?". She starts grinning "Okay, question number one. What did you do yesterday?" Michon starts asking him. Without making eye contact with her, he answered "Sleep. And starts eating his donut. "Boo, lamee. What did you dreamt then?" She asked again. He didn't say anything for a second
"Nothing, I didn't have any dream"
"Aww, c'mon, don't lie to me. Is the dream really that embarrassing?" Tease her.
"Sigh, fine." He looked at her while finishing his last donut. "I was locked in a chair, couldn't move, and then there's this girl that smiled at me and told me to remember her! I mean she's gorgeous, but it-"
"Awww Mayu, gorgeous you said? Are you perhaps dreamt about me?"
"No stupid. Like hell I'd call you gorgeous."
"Mhm, you're just too shy to admit it, it's alright."
"Where did that confidence even come from..."
"What happens next though? Did she ate you afterwards?"
"What?"
"What?"
"I just woke up after that, told you it was nothing interesting."
"Booringgg."
"You're the one who asked!"
"Bet it was just you thinking about gacha game's character too much."
"Really felt like it is not-"
"Um, excuse me."
The sudden voice startled both of them, turning their attention to the voice"Round eyes with a slight color of light chocolate in her retina, her hair is short and has the color like a pale golden retriever. Her small nose, and adjacent eyebrows with darker tone of her hair color."
It is not just a dream.
To be continued?
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That Girl from Distant Dream
Short Story"Is it really a dream?" He asks himself, trying to remember those vague face.