twitter 2. / brightwin

02. | stalking

"what happened?"

i saw lucas went in.

i'm still in shock.

i'm going to work with that jerk who played me four years ago?

i told lucas and shan about it and they were just so shocked.

they knew how many sleepless nights i have just to move on and now i'm going to see him again?

"you can just cancel it...it's your choice anyway." shan said.

"but it's a great opportunity though." lucas muttered.

i sighed heavily. lucas was true though.

i've moved on so why can't i see him just for work?

"i'll just.....accept this. it's just for work, nothing will going to happen between the two of us. i've moved on, right?"

they nodded and gave me a thumbs up for goodluck.

i woke up from my stupid alarm clock.

i groaned and sat up.

well from now on, i will be waking by four am for work.

it's the day that i'm going to meet bright. fuck. 

i went up and took a shower.

i wear a white dress shirt, jeans, white shoes and paired it with a silver watch.

"good morning," i greeted the staffs once i entered the building. well, if you're in work you gotta keep a smile on your face and be nice to the workers.

i asked for the manager of bright and they said that they are waiting for me in their room.

i slowly went to the floor and nervously walked towards the door.

you got this, win.

i hold the folders tightly and quickly opened the door.

oh.

i saw bright on the table while talking to a girl. she's a model that i know.

bright didn't even bother to look at me. not that i'm complaining though.

i greeted his manager and made me sat on the chair.

"good morning, sir. here are the papers," he took and read it.

"this will be only temporary. are you okay with that?"

"yes, sir."

i muttered and glanced on bright. he's still talking to the girl.

"this is approved so start tomorrow and move your things in our floor." he smiled and stood up to shake hands with me.

i smiled and gladly took his hand.

i saw the girl left and his manager called him to come.

"this will be your stylist for a year. be good to him." i heard his manager whispered at him and he just nodded as he went back to his seat and took his phone.

"sorry about him. he just got that attitude sometimes."

i heard bright scoffed.

"it's okay, i'll handle it."

the manager's phone started ringing.

"i'll just take this call, stay right here and talk." he excused.

then he left.

i sighed heavily and sat on the chair, infront of bright.

i glanced at him and saw that he's on his phone.

i took my phone to avoid the awkwardness and check my twitter.

we never unfollowed each other but i muted him though.

i went to his profile to unmute him since i need to know everything about him now since i'm his stylist.

i check his posts first and i never knew that i was stalking his for the past few minutes until my phone was taken away.

i quickly stood up to get my phone to bright.

he gave it to me and i saw him smirked.

"you're stalking my twitter while you're in a room with me?" he chuckled.

"what a nice style of stalking..." he added.

"n-no i was just checking something." i denied and furrowed my brows.

"okay." he shrugged like he's not buying it and left.

i frowned and quickly followed him.

"it's true! stop what you're thinking,"

he chuckled and turned to me.

"i said it's okay, what are you even fighting about?"

i rolled my eyes at him.

"whatever." i was about to walk away from him when he pulled my wrist and faced him again.

"perhaps, can you help me move my things from my condo?"