May Heat

Chapter One

I feel like this editor person is secretly me except she has big tits and stable emotions. And if you guys think that as well then maybe this is like a ' Get To Know the Author' type thing.

- Natsuba
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I couldn't keep my mind straight all I thought about was him. His existence in my life confused me. Even after years, he still affects me.

My editor came by to pick up the manuscript that I couldn't finish, my head wrapped up in unrelated problems.

" What the hell is up with you lately?" I poured myself a cup of coffee. " You're not acting like an Uchiha or whatever you call your arrogance."

She liked to butt into my life and only my life. She remains professional with the other authors she manages. Maybe because we've known each other for a few years but just from that doesn't mean you can ask about someone's life. Or does it?

" Seriously! You used to be the Prince of S University! Now you're a antisocial, recluse writer - wait you were always antisocial." I poured her coffee with milk, a lot of it. She thanked me and pulled a can of whipped cream from her purse. I declined when she offered it to me, I like mine black. " You could take a break if you want. Go back home, visit the beach, get some se-"

" No thanks." Work keeps my mind active. " I can finish everything by the end of the month."

She shook her head, glaring at me. " You can work all you want but you're going on a break, too!" Out from her purse, she pulled out an envelope. " I've already booked everything, you don't even have to go home, I got you a hotel."

"...Fine." I gave in because she'd blackmail me with things I didn't know she had against me if I were to refuse. She smiled with a face of content before bidding me goodbye, being that she was late for a meeting.

Now, I was left only to pack my things and leave. Leave for a place I used to call home.
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