Choked (LxReader)

~One~

Picking up the cup you fill it with a black coffee and pick up a random black sharpie and write down the name 'Sachiko'. "Here you go Miss," You say handing the cup of coffee to the blonde fake smiling. Sachiko gives you a small smile and walks out of the shop on her own. She walked out in a rush and if it wasn't for the fidgeting you'd say that she's just late for some sort of meeting. Looking up at her retreating figure you figure that she's afraid of something.

"Hello how may I take your order?" You ask someone. They walked slouched over, pale skin and uncut black hair falling into what seems like soulless eyes. He interests you wanting to know his story. As said earlier you noticed that he's slouching so he's probably hiding something and now you just want to know what. "Some tea, seven sugars," He answers in monotone already paying and moving towards the receiving (where you get what you ordered) counter waiting. You grab a coffee cup and start making the tea your eyes flitting over to the stranger who was watching you. "So what's your story," You blurt out.

"My...story?" He asks watching you and you give him what you found of him out of old exam habit. "You slouching suggest that you have a secret; as does everyone, but when you don't walk as open as a normal person you're probably hiding something that's dangerous. The only reason why you wouldn't be slouching like that and hiding such a big secret is if you were a sociopath," You finish with a shrug dropping the seven sugars in the tea, stirring it and reached for the marker. "What's your name sir?" You ask using fake peppiness. "Ryuzaki," He mumbles staring at you in shock. Uncapping the marker you write his name down and hand the tea over to him. Taking another moment to look at you he turns around with the tea in hand and walks out the door.

"Strange guy," You mumble to yourself.

"(F/N)," Your manager calls to you "What is it boss?" You ask relaxed. "You were doing your whole psychological training on the customers again, weren't you?" He asked with a smirk. The manager doesn't mind you using your criminal psychology and plain psychology on the customers as long as you keep what you notice to yourself. Sometimes he even asks you to interview new employees to see if there's anything that seems off about them. With a slight nod your manager-who is a big guy- pats you on the back and send you on your way home.

Hanging up the apron on the hook screwed into the wall you leave your name tag that says (F/N) engraved into it and walked away from the counter saying goodbye to your co-workers. "(F/N) one second," The manager stops you at the door and you immediately notice something that changed about him from a few minutes ago; you don't mention it though. "What is boss?" You ask feeling like you just wanted to go home. "The coffee machines wires..." He trails off pulling out a bunch of wires that were wrapped loosely around his fist. 

You take a step back noticing dangerous looks in your managers' eyes. That's when he does it. That's when you saw your life flash in front of you; why, well the coffee machine wires that were on your boss's fist is now pulling at your neck. People start screaming and staring while a few call the police. You weren't going to let your boss/friend kill you so you start struggling trying to pull the wires from around your neck. 'I wonder what Julie and Kaitlyn will think when they here that their sister died by coffee wires.'

The same time as you get light headed the sirens were heard in the distance. Your boss pulls harder on the wires causing you to black out for a few seconds and then you realized that you weren't only on the ground being pulled up, but the wires are gone and your manager is on the floor looking dead. Your hearing is muffled because of the loss of oxygen to your brain messing up your senses. You hardly notice when you see the strange guy from the coffee shop that day. They always kept some tea in stock, it was a given. You were in and out of consciousness eventually fading into black.