A/N: I'm back with a new story! Thank god its holiday! This means time to write! Look forward to story updates and new stories! Also, it will be cool if you do read some of my fiction press work ( ZoeXD) too! (Though I just created that account recently!) Anyway. Merry Christmas!

Nemugasa walked into the restaurant. Looking around, he thought to himself 'this should be the right place.' Anxiously, he looked at his phone, checking his message one more again. 'The address is right. So here is my big show then.' he silently thought.

"Hey. You."

A voice rang loudly. Nemugasa turned and saw a waiter stood with his legs apart, in a terrorising stance.

"You. Did you make a reservation in advance?" he asked rudely.

"Y…Yes. I did." Nemugasa replied as he did not dare to look in the old man eyes.

"Akira! Are you slacking off again? Help this little miss find her seat. She said she had a reservation with us. Please check her reservation thoroughly!" that old man yelled loudly, drawing as much as attention as he had wanted.

Nemugasa fidgeted under the stare of so many customers looking at their way. 'Oh no. everybody is looking at me.' he thought worriedly.

"I'm sorry. He is just plain rude I know." The waiter named Akira apologised as we started to make our way to my reserved table. "And oh! You are a guy, right? Not a little missy. I guess his eyesight is really bad to have mistaken your gender. Though I generally like your type." He winked.

Suddenly, a loud shout was heard.

"hey! You little piece of shit. Did you just tell me what to do? Change my attitude on how to treat my customer?! Who do you think you are!" That same troublesome waiter just now was now yelling at his new victim.

The lady who was being yelled at, kept her mouth shut as she continued to take his verbal abuse. Her eyes were shivering and shoulder in a tense position. 'It must be embarrassing and awkward for her. should I step in?' Nemugasa thought.

Then, the Akira left and walked quickly to that waiter.

"Hito. I think this is enough. You are attracting too much attention."

"what! Who do you think you are! You stinky shit!"

Then, a swing came at Akira and he got knocked off his feet. Hito gleefully looked down and started laughing at that situation.

'I had enough.'

A nearby glass of water entered Nemugasa's vision. He took it and marched towards him. With a flip of his wrist, Nemugasa splashed that glass of water on him.

"Oh no. My hands slipped. I am so so sorry." Nemugasa said as he met his glaring eyes.

"You bitch! Did you just purposely poured water on me?" he then screamed in fury. He held his fist high and took a swing.

Nemugasa squeezed his eyes tightly in anticipation of being hit. After a few long seconds passed, nothing happened. Then, a deep silky voice said " Hey, violence is not cool."