After her only guardian passes away, a childish 20 year old woman named Momoko moves to Tokyo city to start learning how to live independently. While Momoko adapts to adult life in the city and struggles with living expenses, she dreams about start...
I was dreaming of kissing a soft pair of lips under romantic moonlight when my pleasant sleep is interrupted by the sound of someone banging on my door. I'm even more ticked off by anger in the knocking, not just the sound.
💥BANG BANG BANG!
It's rapid, more annoying than an alarm. I have no choice but to get up and see what it is to get it to stop.
I'm so groggy that I walk with my eyes closed and bump into everything in my apartment on my way to the front door. I don't bother checking through the peephole, I just throw open my door and shout with my eyes cracked open.
💢"WHAT DO YOU WANT!"
Standing there is Yuji. His hand is up, his fist balled up as if he were going to knock one more time before I swing the door open. When I look at him, he's frozen solid, body stiff and as straight as a board. When I look into his golden eyes, they're massive. They look like they'd pop out of his head at any second.
I look passed him outside and realize it was still dark enough to declare it night.
"What is it?" I rub my eyes, "Did I leave something at your apartment? "
When Yuji doesn't answer, I look up at him and realize he's turning completely red. Tomatoes would get jealous. His eyes drift up from me until they're holding a locked gaze above my head. Meanwhile, his jaw is slowly dropping and emanating strange tiny sounds as if he'd seen something he shouldn't have.
I'm frowning at him, still rubbing my eyes. What was his deal? Why come all this way and not say anything?
I'll just go back to bed..ugh, I'm so tired...
The moment I open my mouth to scold Yuji for waking me up, a cold wind from outside sweeps across us. The chill races across my skin, biting at the bareness.
That's when I remember.
I answered the door in my underwear!
"Oh no!" I shout and start to turn red, completely embarrassed to my very core. We both move all at once after I scream -- I step back to slam the door in his face, but not before he rips off his jacket and shouts "P-PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!" while he tosses it directly at my face.
When I shut the door, I turn and run to my bedroom to get some clothes on.
•❤︎•
It doesn't take me long to figure out that it was actually 4:30 A.M. Yuji came to pick me up when he didn't hear from me about how I was getting to the studio. Yuji had been blowing my phone up with texts to wake me up, but I slept through the alarm.
Within 25 minutes, I've carefully selected an outfit.I'm sporting a very professional look today. I wanted to look as serious about this job as possible. I was wearing a clean white blouse with a sharp looking jacket on top. For bottoms I pulled on a pair of matching leggings, then a pretty pair of pink flats.
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Once my clothes are on, I quickly move to my hair and makeup. I successfully pull my soft pink hair into twin messy buns with ease (wore it like this a lot in high school), then place cutesy harajuku hair clips around the buns before I put on my makeup. I'm usually a very simple girl when it comes to makeup, just concealer, lipgloss, mascara. I still had a lot more to learn about it, but at the same time I didn't want to cake it on unnecessarily. On special occasions, I'd put blush on to color my cheeks, but I was still red from opening the door half naked! I had plenty of color!
I grab my bag and hurriedly head back to my front door. When I open it, Yuji is still standing there red in the face, but his hand is covering his mouth.
"Thank God you're dressed this time."
I giggle, "Nevermind that! Does the studio you're filming at have a lot of hair dye?"
"Every color imaginable...why do you insist on white?"
"Ash. It's symbolic. You're starting over as a person but you haven't completely gotten rid of your past. Therefore you're not completely white yet."
"Are you saying my black hair color means I'm impure and evil or something?!"
"That's all your fans have ever seen. If they won't believe you're changing on the inside, make a change on the outside first."
We make it to the car a few moments later, Yuji reaching to open the door for me like a gentleman. Before I can duck inside, however, Yuji starts to say something to me.
"You don't really look it, but you're pretty clever. I'm interested to see what you can do."
I look at him for a minute, my heart pounding at the close proximity. We were just a short distance away from each other. I could feel the heat coming off of his body and the fresh cologne surrounding him.
Ba-bump...
My heart wouldn't be still.
Yuji's and my gaze are locked completely. The longer I stare up into his overwhelmingly beautiful eyes, the more my surroundings begin to fade.
Why does this seem to happen each time we stand so close...
I'm reddening and trying to shake it off before I know it, murmuring a thank you before ducking into the car, Yuji following suit.
