Three to choose.

Chapter 1

Whatsup, Cuties? This is my first story; so please try to keep negative comments to yourself. I want to introduce myself as an author's note so that I can get to know ya'll better. I'm just a silly Asian babbling away~ Honestly, just go read my bio.... Contact me whenever ^_^

I actually think that I will only upload if I get enough views, fans, votes, or whatever that will keep me from boredom.

Shoutout to all the timid Asians out there :) My story is based off of Japan; if you must know. Keep in mind this is based off my own silly imaginations and I might not have every detail of Japan correct.

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Kyoko

I was running. Legs and chest straining as I willed myself to run harder and faster. Asian mullet pigtails streaming in whispy tails. My sweat ran cool down my nick and my body felt heavier; each step taking more effort than the last.

It wasn't a person I was running from. Or even a THING. I was running from time. Time was such a big part of my life I could never get enough of.

I had applied for a summer job selling souveneirs and such at the Heroshima airport. So far, the business was going quite well, even the stock was steadily rising hour by hour.

Today, I'd picken a casual outfit to wear on the first day, just to make a good impression: a lacy ruffled shoulder cut dress dotted with flowers, a vest with knit flowered back, and a warm gray colored knee high boots. You could say I was very angelic and dolly, yet I can be very vulgar at the same time...

When I reached the huge collossal building, I was struck by the size. Sun streamed into the huge glass windows seperated by steel polls. I ruffled my hands through my hair, and with a flick, reached for the steel door handle. The horizontal pole cold beneath my fingers. My french gel nails tapped against the glass as I pulled the door open; cold air blasting through.

The inside was simple, yet clean and orderly. My boots clacked against the cream-colored marble floor on its way to the elevator at the far end of the front room. The walls were painted a green tea bubble tea type of green, giving you a sortof minty, bubbly feeling. Other than that, the front dest was adorned with bamboo and bonza on a black granite surface.

Twenty feet away sat two girls filing through paperwork, with microphones stuck to their ears. Even in the scene of being all business-like, you could tell they were pretty ordinary by their forced giggles and pouts.

I stopped on the way to the elevator...Did I have to sign in first? My heart started beating faster until I stalked over to the desk without hesitation. The girls looked friendly enough.

Being a person without much awareness of her surroundings, there were actually a few other people there. But the fact that they were guys proved my suspisions that they were only there to gaze at the two girls behind the desk.

Although they were pretty cute... As I click-clacked over, one heel over the other, I got the chance of catching one guy lounging over on a chair. The heart shaped contacts of the girls behind the desk flashed with jealousy while I quickly smirked at the guy, who returned with a wink. He was good looking enough, just had the translucent shadow of a person who could break a heart multiple times.

I turned around and smiled at one of the girls, "I'm here for the job at the Heroshima gift shop," My sing-song voice made her close her eyes and quietly mumble inaudible words under her breath, probably cursing me to leave her alone.