A/N Before you start raging about that this story isn't about Minecraft in this chapter and the next one, I'm just here to tell you that the first 2 chapters will talk about the main character's life in the normal world. As in, not yet talking about the game yet.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Minecraft or Sword Art Online.

Double Kill!

Triple Kill!

Maniac!

Savage!

You have been shutted down!

I nearly threw my phone at the last sentence.

I looked to my PC monitor to see that it's still downloading the updates necessary for my games. While waiting, I'm playing Mobile Legends on my smartphone to pass the time since I don't have a console, PlayStation or Xbox.

Pretty much the only thing you can afford as a programmer are just some free games from Steam and, well, mobile games.

And when I thought about it again, I haven't paid a few bills.

Resurrecting in 16 seconds...

Well, I still have time.

I lazily moved across my bed to the PC monitor, to open my bank account savings.

Well, 47 dollars wouldn't pay for my internet bills. Shit, do I really have to work on some part-time jobs? Well, fine, I have to pay it anyway.

I checked the clock on the wall, to see that the time has reached 10:30 PM. I also looked to the monitor, and there is only one game left. I decided to cancel the update and turned off the PC, also logging off from Mobile Legends and decided to sleep.

And thank you God, tommorow is Friday.

I rubbed my right eye after staring to the screen for a long time.

I'm a programmer, working my ass off to get the salary I needed to pay for my bills and such. And those of you who might think that being a programmer is cool, you should go and work. Sitting down on a chair for hours, staring to the bright screen for hours and constantly moving your fingers everywhere on the keyboard to code. Not to mention the bugs. The damn coding bugs. Even just missing a single character and have yourselves sifting through the code for minutes, even hours.

I decide to take a quick break by stretching my arms and yawned.

6:00 PM

2 hours until home.

I stared blankly to the screen as I thought, 'do I really need this job?'

Stupid asshole, of course I need this job. What else I would do if don't have this job, freelancing?

Yeah, not gonna work.

I turned my focus back to the screen, and continued coding. My eyes kept on tracking where the cursor would be after I type a few letters, moving my fingers to the buttons, and rubbed my right eye again. Man, I would have to wear glasses if I kept on doing this. I took a glance to the calendar on my table to keep track of when this project must be submitted, with no bugs. And I have 2 days left. I haven't tested the code, and not even close to finishing it. And they say, be fast or you'll get fired.

I kept on coding for what felt like an hour until I looked over my watch for it only to say that it was only a half hour. And when things can't gent worse, this happened.

[Owen Wilson, please come to the supervisor office, now.]

With my name been spoken through the speakers, I saved my progress for the moment and walked to the supervisor office, to see that the supervisor, Madoka, standing in front of her desk, hands crossed over her chest, and tapping her feet lightly on the floor. (A/N The character Madoka here is not Kaname Madoka. The Madoka here is my OC, so keep it in mind.)

"Took you long enough to come here." She said, trying to sound serious. But I know where this is going.

"I don't have time tonight, sorry. I'll see you later." I said, and turned around to leave the room soon enough.

"You are not leaving. I have an actual serious matter to talk about." She said, slightly sounding more serious now. It stopped me from leaving, but honestly, I would rather leave.

"Fine, this better be worth my time." I said to her, which he rolled her eyes in response.

"You wanna go to a date with me, again?" She asked. And when I told you I know where this is going, you can see where.

"No." Was the answer I gave, and this time, my hand's already on the doorknob.

"Oh, come on, it'll be fun! I would even buy you that coffee you always liked."

She said again. I stopped my hand from turning the doorknob to think for a moment.

If I go to this date, I'll lose the chance to work on some freelance job. But if I don't go, I'll lose the chance to drink that coffee again.

Screw it, coffee is more important that internet bills.

"Fine, I'll be waiting at the first floor lobby. Be late a half hour and I'll be gone." I said before I left the office.

(8:00 PM)

I pressed the button to the first floor, right before a bunch of other people start to fill in the elevator. I had to move to the edge near the button and the wall, so that everyone can fit in. But obviously, only a few may enter since most of them are fat. Thankfully, I am able to stay fit even with my job I have.

The elevator closed it's doors and started moving downwards. But, a few seconds later, the elevator stopped by a random floor. Some other workers tried to enter, but after they seen how cramped the elevator was, they decided to let the elevator move first. This happened a few times, with a few people insisted to fit in, and it stopped until we've reached the first floor. I left the small room, and sat down on one of the couches available at the lobby.

I played around with my phone, looking for some freelance jobs while waiting for Madoka to reach the lobby. I noticed that they've changed the magazines on the table in front of me, but I decided to simply forget about it.

Minutes passed, and after I looked over my watch again, it's a few minutes after the deadline I made. And with that, I decided to stand up and walked to the train station. And after a few steps outside the building, I heard someone ran beside me.

"Ah, couldn't you just wait for me a few minutes?" Madoka said beside me after panting and tucked her blonde hair behind her ear.

"No. When I say it's a half hour after office hours, then a half hour it is." I said. Madoka huffed, and tried to look like she's annoyed with it.

If I gotta be honest, this supervisor is very different outside office than inside it. At work, she is known as a sadistic, strict supervisor. Outside the office, you can really see that she is very immature.

"C'mon, really? You're annoyed by it? I picked it off from you, you know." I said, which annoyed her even further and is shown by her pushing me, even just for a little bit.

"I have a lot more work than you, just so you know." She said, which gave me a small idea of what I should say afterwards.

"And when I use the "work" excuse to lengthen my deadline, you won't let me."

"Shut up."

"Nope, I won't."

The conversation ended with a long silence, until I realized that we've been walking to the subway station. When I realized that, I stopped myselves, but without telling Madoka about it. I simply let her to walk to that direction until she noticed that I'm no longer with her. And soon enough, she realized that I've left her to do her mistake and walked back to my direction.

"Now, why do you left me to walk on my own?" She asked, very annoyed this time. I snickered, then said, "I just realized that we've been walking to the subway station. And obviously, we're not going to have a date in the train, right?"

"Hmph, I suppose I'm also stupid for forgetting such a thing. Wait, you're also into this date?" She asked, teasing me a small bit.

"No, I'm into the coffee you offered. Now, where are we going to?" I asked. She suddenly grabbed my hand in response and guided me to wherever she is going to lead me.

The walk - which made me feel like I'm a dog - stopped in front of the coffee shop close to the office building. She let go of my arm and we walked inside to sit on a table.

I opened the menu on the table, as a cover to see Madoka's face, which somehow worked and I saw her blushing face.

Oh, have I mentioned how cute she is?

"Are you ready for your order?" The waiter asked, which somehow surprised Madoka. I pointed the normal coffee I always drank here, the normal, good old black coffee. After writing my order, the waiter left, so I assumed that Madoka have placed her order as well.

Knowing how sleepy I am, I decided to take a small nap. And of course, Madoka interrupted my nap by clearing her throat a couple times, loudly. I lazily opened my eyes, to see her face, annoyed. Ignoring it, I napped again.

Only this time, she woke me up by hitting my head using a spoon. Slightly surprised, I rubbbed my head, and kept my eyes open, but not for long until I eventually gave myselves to sleep deprivation.

"I wanted to ask you about something." She said. And because I'm lazy, I responded by only nodding.

"Do you uh, like someone, or something like that?" She asked. It took me a couple seconds to process the question, as it is pretty sudden for her to ask something like that.

"As for the question, no. And why do you suddenly ask something like that? That's, you know, out of your character." I asked back. She slightly blushed and looked away, which is, again, out of her character.

"I just wanted to know." She answered after a while, infact, her answer came pretty long after I asked her, since our orders had been placed on our table while waiting for her to answer.

"I see." I answered.

The rest of the so-called "date" went silent, since I kept on drinking my coffee and Madoka kept on being silent, drinking her's.

In the end, we parted ways, - with her paying for everything - and both of us took our own direction to each other's home.

I reached home at 9 PM. The coffee did work through the train and the walk, but not at home when I was planning to game all night. I decided to sleep early, so that I can wake up in the morning tomorrow.

Little did I know, "tomorrow" would be a big day for me and many others.