bruh, -- Ah, Takane-senpai, where are you going? I turned my head around, cocking my head at my junior, Tateyamas nonsense. Did I tell her I was going to work today? Its, uhm, nothing. I dont feel.. Too well today, I think thats it, haha. I replied, fixing my school bag so it hung well on my shoulder. Well, that was partially true. My nose was all runny today(the toll of gaming fell on me today, unluckily), and my entire body was aching because of all-nighters. I made a mental note in my head to sleep early tonight. I most certainly do not want to be uncomfortable when taking my exam, of course. O-oh, really? Takane-senpai doesnt look bad today, but I do hope you get well soon then! Ayano gave a little wave of her hand before turning back to her work. What a diligent person, I remarked silently. Of course, because we have been so caught up with other things besides studying, we had to make a study group smack-dab in the middle of those dreaded written tests, with that douche, Shintaro(whom Ayano likes) and Haruka. Today was one of those days Haruka and Shintaro was busy with some other things, so we started without them. Good riddance to Shintaro. I was a little worried about the other guy, however. Was he hit with the flu, I wonder? Alright, goodbye then! Ayano was a pleasant person to be around with when not always dragging that guy around. She was great with cooking and all that jazz. A little envious of her, actually. I am not that much compared to her, honestly. My hair was choppy and it was always knotty, making it difficult to comb. I was grumpy and competitive and not that pleasant to be friends with. I never interacted with anyone unless they played the same games of me. Speaking of which, the trio was made because of that cultural festival. So, I decided to work at a coffee shop. Ayano had an acquaintance working there too, and I heard he was, well, rather nice and kind. She said this job would help me with my impatience, grumpiness, yada yada.. Ah, enough of that! Tap, tap, tap. I slipped my feet off the white school loafers I wore in the school and put on a pair of brown, leather shoes. It was kind of a shame I could not wear those white slippers out. On the way to work, I could not help but to think about what I would be after taking this job. Will life be all rainbows and puppies? Would I chang, like what Ayano said, and be somehow like her twin? Would my hair be magically fixed and free from all those damned knots? Would I be a little more girly? The more I overthought, the more this job felt like a god to me. I hardly kept track of time, and sooner or later, I reached the entrance of the shop. W-what am I thinking about? God, Takane, you really think a single job would transform you within a day? I mentally smacked myself in the forehead, chiding myself aloud. Creeeaak... I placed my hand on the metal handle of the door, but the door had swung open without my pushing. Ah, welcome! That voice seemed familiar. I blinked and slowly lifted up my head to look at the person with /that/ voice. ...Ah... U-uhm-- I couldd not process anything, and so those words had slipped out of my brain, and into the trashbin. I could not form proper sentences anymore... ...Haruka?!
Posted on: Wed, 01 Oct 2014 09:00:31 +0000