Unexpectedly overthrown by love.

The time was usually wrong, but it always happened so that you never expect it coming. Especially not when you are too busy with life and...nothing else.

But Ayuzawa Misaki had always thought that her life always revolved around simply being a nobody, where only working and living simple was the only activities she conducted.

Maybe she never expected love to be knocking on her the next day. As a promotion to her position in Igarashi Corporate.

She rose from her bed, frowning as always, and trying to feel for her eyeglassed; without which she could not see a thing.

Or maybe she was just not comfortable without it.

She suppressed a yawn and quickly tied her hair up. She looked at the clock on her kitchen wall as she grabbed an apple.

Her slim fingers gripped the apple as she stood in front of the door, looking through the hole.

A man stood looking at the box in front him, she recognised him as the mail man. She twisted the knob and pulled the door, as he raised his head and gave her the letter, asking her to sign on the paper pinned to his clipboard.

He was staring at her and she had a to glare at him to get him moving.

She knew why he was staring at her. After all, you don't see a bespectacled woman standing in her pajamas with her face completely unclean and her hair uncombed. Simply said, she was unkempt.

But who cares, that's what she is.

She closed the door and read the envelope, frowning slightly.

The doorbell rung again and she rolled her eyes. Maybe the mail man forgot to give her another letter ot something.

She swung the door open.

"You needed any hel―"

"Is that how you greet your new boss?" Came the velvety voice interrupting her.

She simply gaped at the man, not because he looked like god in all his glory but because he had the audacity to even look at her with disgust as if she belonged to him.

Feeling flabbergasted, she didn't bother to even ask him who he was, or stop him while he entered.

Who the hell would were a suit and barge into someone's house in the sixth hour of the day?!

And especially guys that have blonde hair and green eyes like they owned it. She snapped out of it as he dropped something on the floor with distaste clearly evident on his face.

"I didn't allow you in my house! And who are you in the first place?! Get out right now, pervert." She yelled at him as he looked around the hall, as all the clothes were strewn over and not a single thing was in place.

"I have every right to enter in your house which is technically my house because I am the owner of this building and you are the tenant. And I believe I came her for business." He said as calmly as he would, making her glare at him even more.

Gritting her teeth, she growled and left him alone in the hall, clearly amused. He had never met a woman who could not he sweeper by his charming appearance. And clearly, she was a nerd. Her ebony hair was not shiny like the woman out there. And certainly she wasn't pretty with those large harry Potter eyeglasses.

Especially when he was displeased that his brother would assign him a manager to totally have a close eye on him.

But more importantly, he never knew if she had a actually accepted or not, and that was what actually happened when she opened her letter and read the first few sentences, clearly shocked.

She never knew she could be transfered to another company due to her excellenncy in work. Not to mention as a manager.

Manager? She read further and found out that her charge was actually the son of the well reputed company, Walker. Why would they want to hire her to babysit a guy who was at least a year older than her?

She could only conclude that this job was too easy and suddenly she realized she had left the rude intruder, oops the owner alone in her hall.

Stomping her way back, she glared at the man who was reading through her personal stuff. More specifically, her high school report.

"How dare you touch my things! Give them back to me!" She screamed at him, snatching it in a not so polite way.

"You are forgetting something. If you yell at me again, I can throw you out. But after having a look through your records, I have decided to accept you as my new manager. " He reminded as well as declared in a tone that matched to that of a lawyer.

She frowned, "You can fool me by saying that you are the owner. But I have already known mister Walker since my stay here for a year. Besides, I am clearly not your manager. I am Mr. Walkers son's manager, Takumi Walker. Now dont claim to be Takumi Walker to intrude into my life." She glowered at him, saying in a tone that meant him to leave.

He smirked and took his id card out. "I, am Takumi Walker."

She glanced at the name and her jaw dropped.

Unexpectedly, he was enjoying this too much.


It took all her willpower not to kick his butt for smirking at her as he ordered her to leave her flat, as she will be living near him. Like hell.

She grumbled about how life was always unfair to her. He caught a few words but remained silent wisely. She zipped her bag and noticed a frame fallen on the ground. He crouched down to pick it up and turned it over.

It was of three people, all women. Two girls were standing on either side of the tall beautiful woman. She looked too similar to Miss Ayuzawa. He found the slightly taller girl cute, assuming her age to be somewhere around 6.

Someone snatched the photo from his hand and he found her flushed from the tip of her ears, making him amused.

"Who are those three people?" He asked curiously.

"It's none of your business." She snapped as she dumped it into her bag.

Feeling the tension on her shoulder, she looked around the house. Feeling like this was too much for the morning, she quickly went into the kitchen and mixed the coffee ingredients together. It tasted bitter, but kept her going.

He observed her a few more minutes before muttering how he will come back after a few hours to check up on her.

She glared at the closed door and looked up at the sky.

"Why are you making my life even more misrebale?" She said.

Little did she know, the story just started, she had yet to get surprised on how would change her completely.


So I decided it wouldn't hurt to write a short scene of what I just thought. I just wanted your opinion if I should make it a three shot or just leave it be. The more replies I get, I will be convinced and write further on.

*Sheepish smile* I know I am not keeping my word and writing something that it's not one shot. But believe me when I say that this is hard for me not to think of something that will most certainly make me get focused on my studies.

And the fact that I am requesting your opinion is because I really am unsure, withmy studying on one side, and writing on the other side. If you all want me to continue, then I will do so. If not, then I will let it be.

That's it I guess. And also this is kinda something I wanted to post as a celebration for my other story, "Breaking the Vow of Love" being successful.

So goodbye, can't wait to hear your opinions guys.