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"Choso."
It's another day of tiring work. And Y/N found herself on her desk, contemplating thoughts over and over again. Her boss had given her way too much work to the point she couldn't go home.
The view outside was pretty, the buildings with light, the ongoing car rides on the long roads, the night sky, it was all pretty. She was lucky enough to be on the 19th floor to see such view. But the thing that isn't pretty at all is here stacked up work in front of her.
Y/N sighs, cracking her knuckles and stretching her back before facing the computer screen once again. And there she is, lost in her thoughts again.
Choso... I wonder if he's waiting for me... But is her really real? I mean I saw a familiar figure the other day.. Or maybe I'm just hallucinating? It could be that he's not real. He's probably just a guy in a dream. His figure is definitely screaming my type.
Y/N realized her coffee had gone cold after being lost in thought while typing out her report for the night. She clicks her tongue, and then standing up from her seat.
"Hey, Y/N! How's your report so far?" A female asks, she was Y/N's coworker, Yano. Yano is Yin's twin sister and both of them had been great to Y/N.
But Yin wasn't always around, she goes to a school that no one really knows about. But she'd be in touch sometimes.
During years of working in the company, the three had grew close and they hang out more often.
"You're freshening up, finally getting enough sleep?" Yano asked, leaning against the nearest table.
That's right, Y/N had been getting more sleep than usual. Thanks to Choso that is. Y/N stared at the cup of coffee being made by the vending machine, and her gaze returns to Yano.
"Mhm. Somehow, I met a man in my dream that's really sweet. Like my type. But his face is so blurry, I can't tell the features exactly." Y/N says, taking her newly brewed coffee and taking a sip.
Yano chuckled softly, her hands resting on her hips.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you... Yin was in the Shibuya incident, and she somehow survived that entire massacre." Yano says bluntly, and Y/N was always suspicious about it.
Y/N also survived the incident, yet she never saw someone familiar. How could Yano say something like that so bluntly?
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8:57 p.m - Monday
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Y/N was walking home alone, and it was a long day. Really. A sigh left her lips as she walked down the road with lights from the neighbors were all closed, and the streetlights were the only ones open.
After a few minutes of walking, she heard thick shoes going to the same direction towards her. And it gave chills down her spine. It was getting louder and louder, as if the figure was all big and scary— but that wasn't it.
Y/N decided to walk faster down the streets, and a pair of thick black shoes were seen before her. Eyes travelling up, it was... Someone who she didn't expect she'd see.
Black hair in messy buns, a line across the nose, oversized clothing, tired eyes— Choso?
"Choso..?"
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A/N: GAAAAAHHHHHH I'm so sorry for being gone for so long!! I had to deal with studying and I had relationship problems lately and I don't really know who to vent to😓😓 y'all mb bad but this book will be updating a bit longer plz bear with me and I'm so so so so sorry 😢😢😢
