❝If I were to choose?❞ Aera repeats to her self.
She never thought, not even in her wildest dreams, that she would be put on a situation like this. To be ask to choose between the man of her dreams and the man that lives outside of it.
❝Yes. If y...
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【❧ RAEA's POV ☙】
This is not how I imagined our first meeting. Yeah, for sure he could be anywhere in the globe right now but, are you kidding me? Out of all places, here?
My eyes were stuck and glued on him, unable to take off my gaze.
If it wasn't for the harsh tug on my shoulder making me turn, I don't think I can pull away.
"Excuse yo-- Hey! That's my purse!! Thief! Stop that guy!" I screamed.
It was like, I've been in a trance and suddenly got jolted back to reality.
That purse has the two thousand worth of pendant! And many more other props, I am now in pursuit and panicking.
A silhouette passes through my peripheral vision and before I knew it, I am seeing again that blue hair running in front of me chasing the same guy... the thief!
I am running out of breathe so I stop, arms prop on my knees I draw a sharp intake of air. Eyes squinting I look forward and saw how the owner of the blue hair jump on the guy when he slowed down to make a turn and pin him to the ground.
It was quite a commotion indeed.
"Are you okay Miss?" another security, probably the one I saw patrolling with him a while ago, asked.
"H-hhuh? Yes I-Im okay," I answered breathlessly.
He said something along the lined of the guy has been apprehended on his walkie talkie and not even a minute later, I saw even more security rush in towards the thief and the only blue haired security.
Like a slow mo scenes in a movie, I saw him picked up the bag and walk very slowly towards me. I scan him from head to toe. Eyeing every inch of that perfectly built body.
If it wasn't from the mask that keeps me from seeing the entirety of his face... There's no doubt in my mind that it's him.
It got to be!
The first thing anyone would notice about him is his eyes. Those fox-like eyes depending on angles, and they're so bright like they themselves contains stars within. The bridge of his nose how it's high and straight. The mask could only contain much, it couldn't even hide the sharpness of his jaw and the curve on its side.
"Here's your bag Miss," he said in a voice so manly and deep.
I stood there staring, unable to move, unable to speak.
"Umn Miss?"
Should I scold him for running away and almost getting himself hurt apprehending a thief? What is he thinking?! but, yeah almost forgot introduction first.
I was about to held out my hand and uttered, 'RM what are you doing dressing up as a security here? ' when he lowers his mask and smiled at me, then began translating his question in the language I know by heart. My mother tongue, but for me, second only to English.
