Author Note
Yes, I know every time I publish a new story, it's late and I come up with some stupid thing that's keeping me from not writing that isn't really reasonable. Honestly, I don't feel passionate as I use to with writing anymore, but that doesn't mean I'll stop. I'll write a new story whenever I feel like it. I'm sorry if I disappointed some of you and those who had requests, but it's about time I stopped using 'school' as an excuse. So sorry that the story seemed rushed and so.
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As you gazed out that open bedroom window of yours, leaning your chin on your palm, you watched something go in action. A fine looking lady who appeared to be wearing a maid's outfit, cleaning up the room just opposite of yours in a neighbour's house. She had a tall broomstick in her hand and was swiftly brushing away all of the dust in the dusty corners. Your hair blew softly as a placid breeze passed by and made you dreamily stare at the girl. She really did seem like a workaholic.
Never in your life have you seen a woman so elegant and thin to have such a passion for cleaning. A woman with dull silver hair but alluring green eyes. A woman you could call truly your type. "Hello there, is there something you'd like..?" A voice spoke out of nowhere.
You suddenly jumped a bit and blinked blankly, realising you were staring at the girl who was doing chores all this time for a bit too long. She had her head tilted with confusion and a serious look on her face as she held the window open. You did the same but with just a bit of hesitation. "S-Sorry but I couldn't help but just notice you cleaning so quickly.." you said.
The maid let out a soft smile as she reacted to your nervous reply. "I see. Well, my name is Kirumi Tojo, what's yours?"
You felt a bit shocked that she just immediately introduced herself barely knowing you. You thought that she had no particular interest in paying attention to you watching at her, but that wasn't the case.
"O-Oh uh, my name is (F/n) (L/n)!" You chucked nervously smiling bashfully. Kirumi nodded and painted a slightly brighter smile on her face.
"You seem quite nice (Y/n), We should talk more often," she commented. You felt slightly flustered by the maid's unexpected words and froze there with light rosy cheeks shivering a bit.
"Y-Yeah! That'd be great!" You remarked with a gleeful tone. Your heart was pounding so loudly like drums, and your feelings for this girl instantly deepened. After a short conversation you two had, Kirumi said her goodbyes and shut the window returning back to her chores. You've never felt so happy before. Your eyes lit with joy and delight as you looked
forward into making a deeper relationship with the maid.
It had been a few weeks later since both of yours and Kirumi's greeting, and you guys were already like best friends. You would visit her regularly and she would visit you regularly, it was basically a routine. Your heart skipped a beat whenever she helped you with something; whether it was cleaning the house, folding the clothes, helping with homework and so on. She was always willing to give you a hand.
Today, Kirumi was coming over to your house during the late afternoon. Even though you weren't feeling so well and suggested that you were alright to go to hers, she refused your request as she didn't want you getting anymore sick. You kept messaging her that you were absolutely fine, but she could just tell by a glance you were ill.
