ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀʟᴇs ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ | ᴊᴊᴋ

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚇 : 𝙴𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚎.

(This 🔝 Hoshi for the day).

"YAHH! What kind of dumbshit are you."

"Can't even find an SNS."

Hoshi groaned in annoyance smacking his hands on his cheeky mellow friend Vernon's head in disbelief.

His back turned towards facing the morning sky through the huge glass windows of his office that was situated at the fifteenth floor of the high raised building.

"Well it's not my fault that you've been smiling a lot since yesterday."

Vernon snapped back overtaking him down for real.

His eyes being concentrated on the laptop screen tapping onto something and lingering his fingers around just to somehow find any clue about the required information that he had been asked to derive.

"I mean-"

"I can't believe."

"The CEO of such a big business industry struggling to find the identity of a random girl whom he met at the streets."

Vernon shook his head in disbelief.

Hoshi stared at him shooting deep glares from at a distance with a grin; turning over to face his back he scoffed,

"Yeah."

"One of the biggest and professional hacking addict of the generation can't even find an the account details of this random girl."

He sarcastically commented. Arms crossed around his chest.

Then turning back again.

He spoke,

"It's not a random girl."

"Its Meher."

"And she's a doctor."

"Be careful with what you say."

His eyebrows rested proudly.

Vernon sighed at his best friend's reply.

He shut the laptop screen off with a slight thud dropping his back on the comfy chair backwards twirling himself round the other way to face him.

"I believe I was hired to keep a check on your business projects."

"And not to stalk into people's lives to find out about what they do, where they go for shit or what type of drugs they do."

Vernon pulled up an annoyed expression.

"Yeah why not."

"I can see all my money going down." Hoshi charged.

"Bitch,"

"You better be joking."

Vernon got up from the chair in response.

"I've literally been in charge of stalking up the details of every single girl that you've ever dated since the fourth standard."

"So you better not pull up those kinda tricks on me."

He stormed.

Hoshi stared at him furrowing his eyebrows motioning upon his actions and then immediately looked away when he caught his gaze.

His black shirt with sleeves folded up till the arm length revealing his veiny hands; a few upper buttons of his shirt loosened up and the black lucious hair being styled slick messily over his forehead.

A blazer hanging around his luxurious seat on which he sat.

His aura seemed to be absolutely different from the one as before. Obvious for the very instance that he was a rich and dashing CEO in the daylight and a playboy racer during the night.