Low Tide Love

Chapter 13

(Y/N)'s POV

Shuffling over to where Tzuyu and Song Kang were seated in the bustling cafeteria, I felt like a lost puppy without my phone. As I approached, their faces lit up with anticipation, probably expecting some juicy gossip or a funny anecdote.

"Guys, I'm seriously lost without my phone. It's still with Sana. I need to call my grandma but her number's just slipped my mind" I admitted, my voice tinged with desperation.

Song Kang ever the smooth talker flashed me a reassuring smile. "No worries, mate. We'll help you figure it out" he said, patting the empty seat next to him.

Tzuyu always the practical one leaned in with a sympathetic expression. "You know, Sana might still have it. Why not just ask her nicely?"

I scoffed at the suggestion, shaking my head vehemently. "You don't understand! She's out here trying to recruit me to live in her mansion! Like, who does that?" I protested.

Tzuyu raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Sana's mansion, huh? Sounds like quite the offer" she remarked, a hint of amusement in her voice.

I rolled my eyes dramatically, waving off her comment. "Trust me, it's not as glamorous as it sounds. I'd rather wrestle a pack of wild squirrels than owe Sana any favors" I retorted.

Song Kang chuckled at my theatrics, nudging me playfully. "Come on, (Y/N). At least consider it. You might discover a hidden talent for mansion living" he teased.

I shot him a look of mock horror, pretending to gag. "Please. I have better chance of befriending a group of alien invaders than fitting in at Sana's mansion" I countered.

Tzuyu chimed in with her perspective, defending Sana's intentions despite her mischievous nature. "Come on, (Y/N). Sana's just trying to help you out. She's not bad as you make her out to be" she said calmly.

Feeling Song Kang's arm wrap around my shoulder, I couldn't help but let out a defeated sigh. "Yeah, (Y/NN). Just agree with Sana. Her mood surprisingly good today" he urged, his voice tinged with a hint of mischief.

"Trust me, mate. I've known Sana for ages and this side of her is... rare" he reassured me.

I groaned, feeling like I was being pulled in every direction. "I'd rather be homeless with a cat meowing in my ear every day. Who knows maybe I'll become a billionaire overnight!" I quipped, rolling my eyes.

Leaving my bewildered friends behind, I trudged towards Sana's office, mentally preparing myself for whatever absurdity awaited me there.
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Stepping into Sana's office again, I  noticed her giggling away. She completely engrossed in her phone. With an exaggerated sigh, I approached her desk and theatrically demanded. "Ms. Drama Queen, kindly return my phone at once!"

Sana shook her head with a playful glint in her eyes. "Oh, but Mr. Mockingbird, you must agree to my condition first" she replied, her tone dripping with mischief.

I scoffed at her, dramatically rolling my eyes for added effect. "Oh please, I simply don't have the time to entertain your absurd conditions" I retorted, putting on a show of exasperation.

But Sana remained adamant, continuing to ignore my pleas as she toyed with her phone. Frustration mounting, I couldn't help but plead with her. "Come on, Sana. I just need to make a quick call to my grandma. Pretty please?"

Her response? To rise from her chair and beckon me closer with a seductive tone. I recoiled in mock horror, playing along as I exclaimed "No way, Sana my dear! My skin is allergic to your touch. I fear I might catch a dreadful case of drama-itis!"

Sana rolled her eyes and issued her ultimatum, threatening to withhold my phone unless I agreed to her terms, "If you don't agree to my condition, you won't be getting your phone back" she said mischievously.

Pretending to tremble in fear, I placed a hand over my heart and dramatically declared "Oh, the horror! I beseech thee, Sana! Spare me from thy wicked schemes!"

Clearly unamused by my antics, Sana demanded that I cease my mocking if I wanted my phone returned. With a resigned sigh, I glanced at the clock, realizing it was already 5 PM. Packing up my belongings, I made my way to the door, announcing my departure to Sana.

"Dreadful witch. I must away to face another perilous encounter with a rent-collecting sorceress at my abode. Farewell, oh Queen of Drama!" I declared dramatically, waving a hand in her direction.

With that, I made my escape, leaving Sana pondered. Crazy.