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The Boy Next Door

Mikan strode into the tall and luxurious building. She wore a white trench coat over her simple long sleeve tee that stopped above her knees and her denim slims were covered by knee length boots. Her long brown hair which had ringlets at the end was tied into a simple side ponytail. She kept her look simple with a hint of glamour on the side. It was her first day of work at her vacation job after all, so dressing to impress was something she had to rely on for first impressions, not that she had anyone in mind to impress. She smirked at that thought and stretched her hand out to press the lift button, accidentally brushing against someone's flesh. She turned to apologize and met the most mesmerizing eyes ever. They were the colour of blood, so terrifying yet so enticing. Mikan felt her own blood rush up her cheeks and stain them crimson. She looked away and gave a little cough. Side glancing the man, it seems he never noticed that they made contact at all. She heaved a sigh of relief that had a tinge of disappointment.

The lift felt like a can of packed tuna. It was a good thing this state of distress was temporary as Mikan wasn't prepared for the stenches that ranged from too exquisite fragrances to sweaty body odours. When she got out, she noticed that the charming guy had gotten out at the same floor. She smiled a little to herself, mentally reminding that she'll need to give a call to Hotaru later.

Mikan worked as a coffee girl. She bought coffee for the higher ups and photocopied their stuff for them when needed. But she didn't mind, after all, she does get paid, and quite a good sum too. What's best is that the charming guy's desk was diagonally across her and she always stole a glance when she could. However, she was weary as the boy already had a girlfriend, who coincidentally had a desk next to him. He seemed very sweet to her and always bought her meals for her. That kind of pierced her heart a little but she shook it off, telling herself that this feeling is only temporary infatuation and nothing more. It was her 3rd week at the job already and she had a week more to go. She ran a hand through her loose hair and sighed.

'I don't even know his name,' she muttered softly.

'ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzz,' vibrated Mikan's phone. She fished it out and pressed the green button to accept the call.

'Hotaru?'

'Mikan,' replied a stoic voice, 'How's you and lover boy?'

'Normal? He doesn't even know I exist. Sides, he already has a girlfriend. It's pointless for me to chase him anyway.' Mikan forced her tears back in and gave another small cough.

'You're still thinking about the tarot reading, right?' Hotaru sighed and continued. 'When you told me you were in love, I felt happy for you. Because it seemed that you were happy once again. But I guess not. You're gonna let him go, huh.'

Mikan paused for a moment before replying, 'I don't even know his name.'

'You do know that if Tsubasa comes walking around, you're gonna get fired?' came a husky voice.

'Well, it's my first time,' Mikan tried hard to keep her cool as she looked him in his crimson eyes and replied, 'So it'll be a warning actually.'

He gave a slight chuckle and smiled warmly at her. 'Just warning ya.'

'Don't you have work to do?' Mikan was still fretting deep down inside.

'Yeah, I'm done. But I'm waiting for someone. Oh well, see ya around!' and he walked off.

'Mikan?' came a voice from her mobile phone. 'You there?'

'What?' and Mikan was back on planet earth once again. 'Yeah, I'm fine.'

'Who was that?'

'Mr. Charming.'

'Oh? So you guys talked?'

'Yeah, then he rushed off with his girlfriend.'

'Before the girlfriend thing, how do you feel?'

'Well, for starters,' and Mikan's fingers started massaging her forehead, 'My head's spinning and I feel drained of blood. I think I might need an ambulance?'

'Mikan, those are so called symptoms of love, 'and Hotaru let out a soft chuckle, 'Oh well, talk to you tonight. Work.'

'Yeah, see ya.' Mikan said as she shut her phone, her hazel eyes still stuck on the retreating figure with raven coloured hair. She sighed and went back to work.

For that whole week, Mikan and the charming stranger had exchanged smiles, hellos and goodbyes. That, for her, was enough. She had got what she wanted, for her existence to be acknowledged. And that was all. He didn't know much about her though, like the fact that she was leaving the today. She smiled sadly at his direction and shook her head. She won't be able to say goodbye huh. She packed her bag slowly and then she had a gut feeling to look up. True enough, he was looking at her with a sad smile and he waved. But, out of sight from his girlfriend. Mikan waved back and smiled back cheerfully. She kept her hand up til he was out of sight and packed the last remaining things into her bag. She sat on her chair and looked around for a while, stopping to look at the empty space where Mr. Charming Guy usually sits. She smiled slightly and stood up, taking her bag with her and walking towards the door. Her friends had shouted a 'Goodbye!' in unison and she giggled and waved back at them, casting one last glance towards the table.

Goodbye, she thought.

End.

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