Mayumi's POV
Before I knew it, Kurapika and I had finished two movies.
I yawned and stretched.
Kurapika noticed this and said, "You need some sleep. I can turn everything off."
"Thanks..." I said, too sleepy to argue. I went to my room, wanting to sleep as soon as possible.
/oOo/
It was a Saturday today, and I had a photoshoot so I got up earlier than usual.
"Hey... Good morning," I said as I exited my room. I was surprised to see Kurapika already up and about at this hour.
"Good morning. Is a simple omurice breakfast enough? I figured that you might want to leave early."
I blushed. I didn't think that he'd take to heart what I said the other day. It really was just a minor detail about me. "Yeah...thanks."
/oOo/
Just like my previous photoshoots, Kurapika tagged along. He said that he was interested in how they will do my photoshoot today.
"Hey, manager, could my friend stay here again?"
"Of course he can. I'm getting used to him being around, actually."
As soon as I made sure Kurapika was settled, I headed to the dressing room.
/oOo/
The shoot ended without a hitch. With newly manicured nails, I was on my way to where Kurapika was when...
"Woah, she's Mayumi, right?"
"It's her! I told you this was the right studio!"
Oh geez. A fan club made their way onto the set.
I kept my head down and was about to head to the dressing room for a moment of peace when I felt a hand on my arm.
It was my manager. "Here, use this and take another exit. I know how you hate these situations."
"Thanks, manager. I owe you."
I entered the dressing room in a hurry. I also sent Kurapika a text saying that I'll meet him at the exit.
/oOo/
I exited the studio in an attire that could easily mistake me as a guy. When I spotted Kurapika, I realized that I forgot to tell him I would be in a disguise.
When he saw me, he looked away immediately. The disguise worked really well, so instead of telling him who I was, I took this as my chance to mess with him a bit. When I passed by him, I asked in a voice deeper than my usual one, "Hey, you waiting for your girlfriend or something?"
He was surprised that I spoke to him. "Just someone that's important to me."
"Well...hope you see her. It's crazy in there."
What did he mean by that?
Once I was far enough from the studio and nearing the lobby, I removed the hoodie and let my hair loose from the cap. At that moment, my phone rang.
"Hey, are you alright? You're taking quite a while."
"Oh, sorry. I already got out of the studio. I'll see you at the entrance of the building?"
"Okay then."
Hanging up the phone, I bumped into someone. "Sorry," I said, looking at the person, who was a teenage guy. My eyes widened. Hopefully the guy was unacquainted with the group that barged in the studio I just left.
"No, it's on me." He looked at me a few seconds longer then left. Weird.
In a few minutes, I saw Kurapika and we walked home. We made small talk, but I was a little out of it since I was wondering what he meant by 'someone important'.
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FanfictionWhat would you do if you picked up a picture lying on the ground? This is a story of how looks can be deceiving.