ON HOLD - The King and Queen - Tokyo Ghoul [Arima x OC]

Chapter 3 A Familiar Face

Misaki POV

"I hate mornings..." I mumbled to myself as I finally got back home, today was the day of the exhibition so I got up a little earlier than usual.. or well.. a lot earlier and I already regretted it. "Never again" I yawned before sleepily curing up on the couch, closing my eyes for a little longer as it was still early in the afternoon, I never was a morning person.. never will be either. A few moments later an annoying ringing sound interrupted my few moments of peace and quiet and at first I considered ignoring the annoying sound, but when I opened my eyes I saw it was Eto so I ended up answering the phone. "What" I groaned as I slowly sat up on the couch, wondering why she suddenly called me. "Today is your exhibition right?" she asked me which made me wonder if she was planning to come visit. "Yes, why?" "Hmm.. Tatara-san, we don't have anything planned for today right?" she suddenly asked and I could hear Tatara say no in the background. "Great ! We'll be coming over than ! see you soon, Misa~" And just like that she hung up again, leaving no room for questions or comments at that. Eto could be a bit of a.. well how do you say... unpredictable. She was a very unpredictable and unreadable person, it was hard to guess what mood she was in or what was on her mind and what she was planning, but nonetheless she was probably one of the closest people to me. I quietly stared at the ceiling for a moment as that thought lingered around my mind, remembering the day I met Eto. After a few moments I decided to finally get up, even though I would have loved to stay on the couch a bit longer.. I kind of had to get changed into something more professional, and so I picked out a simple but nice and neat looking black dress. After some time I was completely ready, took a shower, got dressed, fixed my hair and did some last touches. "How do some people do this every single day..."I sighed as I honestly could not see myself doing this every single day, especially in the morning, I love my sleep too much for that. [And so does the writer.]

~At the exhibition~

Misaki POV

I was surprised to see quite a bit of people had come to the exhibition and I could feel myself grow more nervous with each passing second, however I was feeling kind of excited, too. Soon enough I recognized Eto and Tatara, they seemed to have recognized me as well as Eto waved at me and soon dragged Tatara with her around the place causing me to laugh. "Honestly those two.." I smiled as I watched them for a bit and relaxed quite a bit, not feeling that nervous any longer and like that I actually started to enjoy this whole thing. That's when I saw a face I would probably never forget, the same snow white hair, the same beautiful grey eyes and the same pair of glasses.. "Arima.." I actually had to blink several times, not believing my own eyes, but he really was here. And just like that.. all the nerves came back and I was actually tempted to just hide somewhere until it was over. No, what in the world is wrong with you for suddenly getting all scared and nervous like some high school teenage girl, pull it together for Christs sake, Misaki ! I mentally scolded myself, not noticing someone had approached me. "Yuuki-san.." a female voice spoke next to me and I came back to reality and looked at the young woman who was named Aiko, she had helped me with this exhibition and what not. "Ah.. sorry, Aiko.. what is it, ?" I smiled at her, trying to hide the fact I was actually dying inside. "Someone has bought the photo of the winter night and for quite a price too.." She smiled brightly at me and showed me the papers. Surprised I looked them over and soon enough I found the name of whoever it was that bought the photo.. Arima Kishou. So he didn't forget after all.. "Are you okay?" Aiko seemed kind of worried since I seemed to have been staring at the paper like it had caught fire or something. "Yes.. uh.. excuse me for a moment will you?" without leaving any room for any argument I instantly left, searching for Arima. I quickly realized he wasn't in the area of the exhibition anymore and went outside and instantly spotted him. I honestly just wanted to run up to him, but.. what was I supposed to say? What do you even say to someone you don't actually know and just randomly met years ago and then never saw or spoke to again. Frozen on the spot I just quietly watched him walk away, but finally I ignored all the thoughts running through my mind and went after him. "Arima !" Upon hearing his name he turned around, looking slightly surprised as he looked at me and smiled. "Misaki."