The Story Of Bunny And Fox

Vol 2 - Pause (1)

(Ash POV)

"Director."

Somebody is calling him. Looking out the window, Ash hears the call, but at the same time does not hear it. The sky he is looking at is so blue and clear that it makes his eyes shiver. The rising sun draws oblique lines and splits the building and the walkway with light. An unpleasantly refreshing scenery.

"...Director?"

It is not until he is called again that Ash looks back. Ah. He blinks without a change of expression.

Mikaila is staring at him with a puzzled face. Mikaila is not the only one looking at him. All the staff in the conference room are looking at Ash.

"Sorry. I have something to think about for a moment."

Do I really? Even though he said it himself, Ash is not sure. He's not really thinking about anything. To be honest, for a while, he was distracted. There is nothing in his head.

"Our schedule has been hectic these days. Everyone has been working hard. It's the final stage now, so hang in there a little more. Next week is already the exhibition."

In the same meeting as him, Mackenzie, who is Ash's senior and the founder of the studio, says. Her soft brown blonde hair is trimmed to the length below her ears. With an apologetic smile, Mackenzie turns her gaze to Ash.

Ash smiles at the brown eyes. A smile as usual. Mackenzie raises an eyebrow and shakes her head at the sight. Then she claps her hands.

"Let's take a break everyone. Coffee, no, caffeine won't work anyway. Go drink some tea, that's good for your body."

Laughter erupts when she says that people in this industry would soon disappear because caffeine can't save them anymore.

In this industry, overtime and weekend work are not strange, everywhere is the same, but Mackenzie still tries to maintain the family kind of feel from the studio's first days as much as possible. One of which is to pay close attention to overtime pay and welfare.

When all the colleagues have left their seats in the warm atmosphere, Mackenzie folds her arms.

"What's wrong with you these days?"

"Me?"

This time, as if he can't understand the question, Ash raises his eyebrows. With a smiling mouth, Ash speaks again.

"I don't think I have made any mistakes at work."

"I know you are a disgusting bastard who doesn't make mistakes. What I mean is, why do you spend so much time sitting and spacing out?"

There is the sound of chair wheels being dragged. Ash laughs awkwardly. Well. Shrugging his shoulders as if in trouble, Ash looks out the window again. Something is bothering him for no reason. Like he has forgotten something important that has not been solved. He has been feeling this way over the last month.

"You act like you just lost something important."

Mackenzie has always been a sharp person. She hasn't changed a bit since the days they studied at Saint Martin. Ash has learned a lot from watching the woman debate without losing even to a professor, as long as there is a reason that she thinks is reasonable and certain. Not only in work, but also in how she expresses herself.

Still, acting like Mackenzie is difficult. Ash Jones is someone who doesn't like to show his sharp sides. It's a personality that has been established since childhood.

Instead of showing his displeasure, he chooses to draw a line at the perfect timing. Of course, that method doesn't work for everyone. Contrary to Ash's intention, people always infer too much from his smile.