Skeleton In The Closet

Chapter 8- Who The Hell Is This Mysterious Man?

3rd Person POV

"Shit! What the hell am I suppose to wear?!" Hiroshi scratched his head in frustration and confusion. He was looking from left to right, wondering what to wear to go to Mitsue's house. He knew he shouldn't be wearing such stylish clothing because Hiroshi had a feeling that Mitsue would think that he was only coming over to have an opportunity to be with Mitsue, although that was what Hiroshi wanted but at this point there is no way Mitsue going to let that kind of "thing" happen. Hiroshi groaned and end up giving up thinking too hard.

"I guess I should just be wearing this white shirt and black joggers...oh maybe this black leather jacket could go with the outfit." He then realised, he still had to be stylish somehow. Hiroshi squatted down and open the bottom drawer that was connected with the upper part of the wardrobe. Inside the drawer was random stuff he didn't know he had them. Fortunately, he found a black medical face mask and shades. He put both on and sighed.

"I guess this should do." Hiroshi walked out of his bedroom and made his way out of the apartment, putting on his shoes when he found the photo of the wedded couple on the floor. He remembered the incident of both him and Mitsue chasing the mysterious paparazzi leading to him finding this photo.

"I should bring it just in case. Maybe this could be some sort of help." Hiroshi put in the photo inside his pants pocket as so not to lose it. He went out of his apartment and closed the door behind him, being wary of his surroundings. Hiroshi couldn't bring himself to get caught by someone knowing that he was the "unknown man" with Mitsue in front of a gay strip club. He brought enough shame to himself...and Mitsue.

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A few minutes had passed and now Hiroshi is in the busy streets in Tokyo. It was almost 11am, close to lunch time. People were walking pass him, either on their phones talking and texting to someone or either couples holding hands. Hiroshi was a bit annoyed when couples walked pass him, because he knew he couldn't be like that with Mitsue until this whole chaos is over. He rolled his eyes and continue to look at his phone, following the given directions to Mitsue's house.

Okay...if I walk straight here, I should be at his house. Wait, now that I look at it more... it seemed to be more of an apartment. Hiroshi whispered to himself. He continued walking straight when a man and a woman were blocking his way, talking away like it was nobody's business. He couldn't care less and avoided them by walking to the side.

"Eh? Isn't that Mr Mitsue Yamada, the CEO of The Legacy Newsroom?!" The woman exclaimed. Hiroshi stopped in his tracks and turned to see what was the commotion all about when he heard Mitsue's name. He couldn't believe what he saw.

Multiple pictures of both Mitsue and me kissing were on the big screens projected on the buildings. People stopped their activities just to stop by and see what was the commotion. Some gasped and had a disgusted look on their face, while some laughed jokingly.

"My,my. I didn't know that Mr Yamada is a homosexual. Such a shame though, he is so handsome." The woman continued. The man beside her only nodded at her response. The headlines on the pictures only worried me even more.

'Mr Mitsue Yamada, CEO of The Legacy Newsroom is gay?'

'How would Mr Mitsue Yamada react, knowing that everyone knows that he is a homosexual?'

'Will Mr Mitsue Yamada continue to be CEO?'

No...this can't be happening! Hiroshi shook his head and ran his way to Mitsue's apartment. The whole of Tokyo knows that both of them are in a scandal. Who knows, maybe the whole of Japan may know as well. Tick tock Hiroshi...the clock is ticking.