Swimming Fool [Yandere]

** chapter 2

     You felt really stressed out, not only were you late, you said some negative things about an idol that was basically worshipped and love like some sort of ancient god and right to his face too. All you wanted was a cup of coffee, but of course, you didn't have the time to get that either. Groaning out loud in annoyance, you slammed your head against your wooden desk, already tired of all the paperwork you were left to finish as a punishment for being tardy. A few heads even stared at you concerned, but later just continued on with their day.

     Your head remained on the top of a few loose papers, you decided to close your eyes and re-open them, hoping that all of this was just a dream. Even though the idea sounded childish, it wasn't as if it was wrong to hope or dream. You shut your eyes tightly and counted to 3.

1 . . .

2 . . .

3!

     Your eyes darted open, though when you awoke to reality once again, you were facing something rather unexpected. A cup of coffee. You weren't expecting anything nor were you wishing for anything in particular. But right in front of you was a cup of coffee from your favourite cafe. It looked like something that descended from heaven, an angel perhaps? Or maybe God had heard your wishes and gifted you with something like this? You reached out for it, only to be met with a very attractive chuckle that you could recognize from anywhere.

     "You finally awake Sleeping Beauty?"

You began to move your head in various directions in order to find where the owner of the voice was. You then looked up, only to be blinded by one of the ceiling lights. You hissed as you felt that uncomfortable feeling form in both of your eyes. You always hated the way your eyes adjusted from the brightness of the light, it made you feel like a vampire every time. Suddenly, the person you were looking for was now hovering above you, their face thankfully now protecting you from the intensity of the artificial light source that was attached to the ceiling.

     It was, Hoshi Otake, one of your closest friends as well as co-worker. You would be lying if you said that you didn't find him attractive or have the slightest shred of attraction towards him. But lucky for you, you weren't the type to blush or get flustered easily, so it was easy to act normally/like regular friends around him. It wasn't like you could help it, like he was almost/basically your ideal type; funny, outgoing, caring, good-looking, really sweet and romantic, plus he could cook. Who wouldn't want a guy like that? He was the type to cherish and shower his significant other with love and affection, which was basically all you wanted, along with some positive/similar interests, hobbies and personality traits. Although, the one thing he did that annoyed you 'til no ends, was teasing you. It seemed like he had this need to constantly criticize you for everything you did or chose to do, and the fact that he aggravates you so easily didn't help either.

     "For your information, I literally only closed my eyes for three seconds!" You replied hastily, not wanting to be misunderstood as a slacker or continued to be made fun of. Hoshi only rolled his eyes jokingly in response, "I'm sure you did."

     You made a 'hmph' sound as you crossed your arms and legs onto the chair. You spun the chair around so that you were facing the opposite direction of Hoshi and refused to make any sort of contact with him. Even though it was a childish act, you couldn't help it, it was just something that was apart of your personality.

     You heard a faint sigh behind you "[Nickname], why do you have to be so childish and immature? Sometimes I swear that you're a 5-year old in the body of a woman in her early twenties." Your jaw went slack, you never saw that one coming, especially from someone like Hoshi. Infuriated, you immediately turned the top part of your office chair around to let him face your wrath. You were ready to shoot him your deadliest glare, but you only saw Hoshi with the smallest smile on his face as he pinched the bridge of his nose in fake annoyance. Instantly, you knew that he was trying to hide his amusement (a.k.a smile using his arm to cover his mouth) but ended up not blocking the right areas at the right time.