Affluent || H. Koganei

01

Y/N groaned as she crossed a busy street, the cars surrounding the crossroad honking as she walked faster.

It was dumb, really. She had forgotten to buy groceries after school, so her mother sent her out right when she had gotten home. At least she was lucky enough to remember that there was a convenience store nearby.

She used to go there all the time, buying her favorite snacks after a boring day. As soon as she had gotten into high school, however, work piled up to the point that she didn't have time to go anymore.

Hopefully, there would be no big changes at her beloved resting spot.

If only she wasn't so, so, wrong.

As soon as Y/N got to the place, she expected to be able to go right in, buy what she needed, and quickly leave, since the store did not have many customers.

She grabbed a basket, walking through the fruit aisle of the store. Picking out some food, she soon arrived towards the front once again, getting closer to the register. "Finally, I can go home," she muttered.

Instead, she bumped into a girl in front of her.

"Excuse me," the girl snobbishly said. "There's a line here."

Only then did Y/N realize the long line that spiraled across the store. Since when was it this popular?

She could hear a group of girls gush, "It's the Convenience Store Prince!!"

It was almost laughable, their behavior. They had their phones out, blushing as they got to the counter.

"He's so much hotter in real life!" one said, seemingly typing something on her phone.

The person at the counter was not someone she expected. Usually, Anzu, a part-timer who was a good friend of Y/N's, was in charge of cashier duties, working efficiently. This time, it was a blond boy who she recognized from her class.

She did not quite understand why he even began working there. He is extremely popular at school, so much so that he has his own fan club. He is what you would call an affluent person. He has all the money in the world, being able to buy anything he wants because of his parents.

"What was his name again...?" Y/N thought, rattling her brain for answers.

Another outburst from his die-hard fans seemed to answer her question. "Oh my gosh! Hijiri, you're so cute!!" They seemed to crowd around the sparking boy.

Hijiri Koganei...that was his name, Y/N remembered.

Minutes felt like hours in the awkward convenience store. A place she had once found comfort in suddenly felt like a weird tourist attraction.

It seemed as if a long time had passed before she was in the front of the line, her eyes meeting with those of the fancy cashier himself, Hijiri.

"Good afternoon," she said calmly, handing him her basket.

His golden eyes almost looked as if they squinted slightly in irritation, as if he was expecting something else, "You seem disinterested in me, not that I want you to be the opposite," he said in his usual tsundere manner.

She spotted Anzu in the corner muttering to the manager, "You really shouldn't be teaching him to say things like that."

"But the girls love it! Look!"

The two looked at Y/N interestingly. Her reaction matched that of Anzu's, her expression that of confusion.

"Whatever," she deadpanned, handing Hijiri some cash as payment for her groceries,  "Thanks, I guess."

As she walked out of the store, she left a dumbfounded blond standing there in slight shock. That was the second time someone hadn't fallen for his charm. He sighed, finding himself determined by another challenge. If she wasn't even impressed by his appearance, what could he possibly do?