hey! happy new year's eve, or new years whenever you're reading this:) i'm gonna be starting a new school year again soon💔 so the updates might come slower ( or faster depends on how boring my classes are and how much battery i have on my laptop) and i'll be having a school camp for three whole days ( & they'll take our phones) so there won't be any updates until i get out (wish me luck that i will come back alive from the horrors of my class😔) honestly i'd expected this whole story to be way shorter but it's not ending anytime soon there's still A LOT more to come so stay tuned!
-sophia
I don't know how, or when, but here I am, in Yuzuru's house once again. We were having an actual nice conversation in the cafe, then because the universe hates my guts, I spilled my coffee on my perfectly white shirt.
He then offered to go back to his place so I could clean up and borrow a shirt.
So now, I'm in his bathroom, which is gigantic, his shirt he lent me in one hand, my soiled one in the other. How the heck did we get here?
I go back to the dining table, dressed in a light blue shirt that smells strongly of fabric softener.
" Care to drink with me?" Yuzuru asks, turning his head my way from the fridge.
" I'm on the clock, plus I don't really think we're close enough for that."
The action was quick, almost too quick, but I definitely wasn't daydreaming, Yuzuru, my client, was face to face with me, his arm stretched out, holding the back of my chair, dangerously close to my face.
" Are we close enough now?"
It was like those romcom's my mother used to watch on TV every Thursday night. But just like those cheesy TV shows, that moment ended in a flash, giving me way too little time to process it.
I think he tried to act all cool, but broke character almost immediately after his one line, throwing his head back, laughing.
" Sorry, I just saw Shoma doing that with his girlfriend as a joke, I thought I'd be funny."
Of course, I was rendered speechless, how could anyone be okay after all that?
He pours me a glass of water, and a beer for himself and then acted like nothing happened. I am so confused right now.
We start to talk, like actual friends, about his costume, and that loosens me up a bit, and more ideas flow through my mind. It's actually fun like this, I'm really enjoying it.
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