Not My Body [} Iwaoi {]

[} 14 {]

"So... D'you want this job ?" The employer asked me. 

I nodded, impatient and hopeful that he would accept me for this work. 

"There's my card and... My resume." I gave him the two items. 

"I don't really need your CV, but now I'm interrested."

He eyed the identity card.

"You... You're FOURTY-NINE !?" He exclaimed. "My mistakes, I thought you were minor... You look so young ! How is it possible ?"

"Uh... I always looked younger than I really am and... I did some... Surgeries ?" I lied. 

"I've never seen that before... Anyway, let me give a look to your resume."

I didn't know what was written on that paper... I had not read it. 

I can be so dumb, sometimes-...

"Oh, I'm reading that you've already worked here." He annouced. 

"Eh ? I mean, uh... Yeah... But it was a long time ago and I have forgot a lot of things." I declared. 

"You've been a magician too ! Could you do some magic tricks ?" 

"Uuhhhh hmmm... Same here, it's been some times, I've lost almost everything... But maybe one day." I found as an excuse. 
 "I don't want to waist my time so please, could you tell me if it's possible for me to work here ?"

He asked me some other questions to cognize me a little more. 

"A waiter quit one week ago and we need another, plus you seem to be suitable so.... Yeah, you have the job, Oikawa Yuka !" He cheered. 

"Really !?" 

Tears were on the edge of my lashes. I was so happy. I had searched all the day, and I finally got a post !

"Thank you so much ! I won't disappoint you !" I shook his hand. 
"When do I start ?"

"Whenever you want." The adult affirmed. 

"I'll be there tomorrow, then."

The employer offered me some infos and I left him, full of hope. 
But a tiny detail had escaped my mind during the interview.

"Yuka ? Can we... Talk ?" 

Oh my fucking Lord... Do I accept ?

"Err... Yep..?" 

"Thank you !!" The dark brown haired put on a happy face. 

We joined the famous table near the window and sat. 

"I'm sorry !!" He apologied before I could even open my mouth. 

"Uh ?" I let out. 
"To be honest, you don't even suppose to excuse. I quit you while you've just confess to me !" 

"You're right, but... I overreacted. You can go out with Yahaba if you want, it's not like we were a couple."

"True. But... It's normal to be upset when you understand the person you love doesn't feel the same for you..."

"Oh... So... You don't like me back." He affirmed. 

That's false, like.... Really. But thanks Hajime, I amost did a mistake. 

"Exactly, I'm sorry..." 

"Oh, no, no... We can't choose our feelings, it's okay." The male waited for an instant. 
"So... We should maybe... Stop seeing eac-..."

"No." I coldly arrested him. 
"I can't loose you." 

That idea gave me the will to cry. The brown headed blushed slightly at my sentence. 

"O-Okay..." He stuttered. 
"So... I guess we'll stay friends."

I nodded energicaly. 

"We should change the subject and order something."

So we chatted for the last hours until the Cafe closed for this day. During this time, we pretended like nothing had happen. And I prefered that, because it was not too much awkward. 

The following daytime, I woke up earlier than I was used to go at Cloudy Coffees. 

"Hello !" I saluted. 

"Oh, good morning, hm.. Yuka. 
 It's perfect cause the restaurant is not open yet. I'm giving you that... And the boy just behind this door is gonna explain you how it works. Good luck, Mrs Oikawa !"

I almost forgot, I must act like I'm fourty-nine here...

He handled me a paper. I noticed a little later that it was the planning. 

"Is it okay if I pay you per weeks ?" 

I wasn't listening, too focused on what was written on the leaf. 

"Yeah, that's good for me !" 

Wait...

"Alright, see you at the sutting !"

No, no, I have nothing to eat at home... I need to be paid maximum per days !

I wanted to tell him, but the man was already gone. I walked toward the room the employer had told me to go.

"I swear it's a nightm-... To-.. HUMHUM AHEM !" As I passed the door to the... Kitchen or something like that, I coughed to not deepen my bullshit.

"Oh, hello, you must be the new one." He calmly guessed. 

"Hii.... I'm Oikawa Yuka, nice to meet you." I was smiling with all my nerves. 

"Kageyama Tobio. I think I need to explain you some things." 

I nodded. The fuck was he doing here !? Moreover, we were on Monday !

"You seem young, don't you have class ?" I questionned. 

"Too many teachers are sick, so the lessons are canceled." 

They work hard at Karasuno...

"You look pretty young too." 

"It's not th-..." 

I wanted to talk about the lie that I have a trauma because of harassment and all, but a better and smarter idea crossed my mind. 

"I'm not that young, I'm fourty-nine, though." 

The dark haired boy's jaw dropped and I giggled. 

"Surprised ?"

"Of course !" He almost shouted. 
"But we're not here to discuss about it. Could you come closer ? Like this I can show you correctly."

He shared to me all his knowledges about the place. 

The minutes and then the hours passed, letting the evening to arrive speedly. 
For the moment, my job was only to serv customer's orders and to welcome them. 
So, I was now waiting for new ones to step in, in front of the enter. 

"Welcome to the Cloudy co-.... Oh Iwa ! How are you ?" I asked. 

"Fine... Why are you wearing these kind of clothes ?" The older demanded back. 

"Oh, I haven't told you. I... Kinda need money so, here I am." I declared. 
"Take a sit and tell me what you wanna drink, okay ?"

He swang his head up and down to then ahead toward a table. I abandonned the high schooler a short moment and found him a second time, with a blocknote between my palm and a pen in the other. 

"What do you want, my dea-..."

I was interrupted by the bell. I left Hajime to see the costumer who had just arrived.

"Hello, welcome to-... Yahaba !?"