Naomi X Male Reader

We meet again

You woke up at 5:43 in the morning, the day after you had met the mysterious man that stole your wallet. You stood up and ran your fingers through your (H/C) hair. It was a quiet morning. You pulled on a white long sleeve shirt with a wide V neck along with a pair of black jeans. You put on your dark green jacket, wrapped your scarf around your neck, grabbed your tools, and started off to work. You started to walk off to work. As you were walking there, you saw a familiar face in an alleyway, and the thing that stood out from his face were his eyes - The same pale grey ones you had seen weeks earlier. Then the figure noticed you and stared into your (E/C) eyes. You quickly broke eye contact away from him and started to walk faster. " Ngh, " you muttered under your breath. You peeked behind you back for a second to see him following behind you slowly catching up. " What does he want? " you thought. Then you felt someone grab onto your shirt collar. You turned around to see his face again. " Why hello Mr. (Y/N), I never thought I'd see you again! " he said. " Shoo... " you said to him. You knew you wanted to know him more, but you didn't want to sound like a creep. Besides, you didn't even need to know him. He was just a dirty pickpocket. You sped up to the large building that you worked in. You stepped in when you sensed he was still following you. " Don't you have somewhere to be? " you said, annoyed. " No, I don't. " he responded. " Ugh! Why does he have to follow me?! " you said in your mind. You shoved him away and stepped in the elevator, not thinking about him at all, and thinking about the graphic novel you had to finish. Once you got to the 5th floor, you walked up to your desk and started to write. Then you started thinking of him. You wanted to know even more who he was. And why was he all up in your business? This was really bugging you. As soon as you finished work, you started walking back to your small apartment. You checked your wallet to make sure he didn't take anything, only to find he added something. It was a slip of paper. It had a name and number. " What the..." You murmured out loud. Tch, it's just some stupid ad number. You read it as it said
" Naomi Shiro 452-355-2567 " You thought for a minute. What if this was the mysterious man? Without thinking, you pulled out your phone and called the number. A voice mail had come up, and it sounded like his voice. You were just five steps away to figuring out who he was! You added him to your contacts and labeled him. You labeled it " Butt Face ", and you were happy with it. You added it and waited till he noticed your number on his phone. " What am I doing, " you thought in your mind," This is ridiculous! Why am I even doing this?! I don't even know him! " You now have a contact of a man, and you didn't even know his name. As you went to sleep for the next day, you didn't even hear your phone buzzing with a message from Butt Face.
• Hello, (Y/N). We meet again.