Love or Work!

Level 27: Don't worry! Be strong

Yachi's POV

Yachi had finally mustered up the courage to walk into the cafe and talk to y/n.

She was sat in the corner on her phone, her eyebrows creased.

She took a deep breath in before walking over to her table.

y/n looked up and glared at her but her face softened once she noticed it was Yachi.

She sighed and rubbed her temples.

"Sorry Yachi, I haven't had much sleep and trying to work while avoiding Iwa is harder than I thought.

It's like the universe wants us to be together.

Like this morning, I was about to open the door to get to work but he was already there.

Thankfully, he was with a HR so he couldn't talk to me.

And then at my break he was already in the staff room. I had to go to the park.

Like, who designed our breaks to be at the same time?"

She had asked Yui to do it.

y/n was out of  breath from the mouth full.

Yachi knew this was her time to add her opinion on the matter.

She opened her mouth to say something.

...

......

But nothing came out.

What would she say at a time like this.

She didn't want to offend y/n but this situation could be fixed easily.

Before she could attempt to get her sentence out, y/n spoke.

"So... you and Tadashi-kun."

Her face turned red and she scrambled up from her seat.

"I-it's not what you think-" she stuttered.

y/n laughed at her awkwardness.

"Hitoka?"

Both Yachi and y/n looked towards the area where the sound had come from.

A man had walked into the cafe. His hair was as bight as his smile and almost covered his whole face.

He ran over and in seconds he had Yachi in his arms, twirling her around.

She didn't have to see him to know who he was. The voice was enough.

"HINATA!"

She clung onto his hair as her feet left the ground.

Minutes later, they let go of each other.

"It's been so long! How are you?" He asked not looking away from her.

"I'm good. And you?"

"I'm feeling better now."

It was only now that Hinata noticed that there was another person at the table but their eyes were on someone else.

y/n's POV

There was a guy who was lacking behind. He was tall with dark hair.

"Iwa-"

y/n held her words back.

As they guy came closer to the table it had become more evident it was not Iwa.

She hated to admit it but she was a little gutted.

The stranger was also looking at her.

A smirk graced his lips.