Prologue
A mellow tone of a piano was playing. Unconsciously, Shizuru walked slower to grasp what song is playing. She knew that she would be late if she would continue to poke into other people's business, but she can't help it. An indescribable tug in her heart pushes her to identify who plays the gloomy tone. Shizuru peeked slowly at the doorway.
She saw a woman wearing a navy blue hoodie and she was softly playing the piano. For some unknown reason, her heart skipped a beat. Her gazed traveled along the stranger's glorious long black hair. Shizuru knew that she was ogling like a fool but anyone who can see this woman would react as she is right now. She took in those long lashes and soulful dark eyes. Unconsciously, Shizuru swallowed hard. Her heart lurched painfully as she openly stares at those luscious lips. It took her seconds to absorb the harmonious echo of her voice as she sang.
"And this'll be the first time in a week. That I'll talk to you and I can't speak. It's been three whole days since I've had sleep 'cause I dream of his lips on your cheek and I got the point that I should leave you alone but we both know that I'm not that strong and I miss the lips that made me fly"
Whoa, she can sing. Shizuru said to herself. She muttered a curse as she remembered that the whole staff is waiting for her in the conference room. Suddenly, the humming of piano stopped and Shizuru stiffened. Crap. She mentally chided herself. She completely forgot that she was currently ogling a very beautiful and brooding woman. The woman slowly approached her. She was embarrassed to meet the stranger's dark eyes. Her breath hitched at the unexpected closeness of the woman. Shizuru had no choice; she slowly met the stranger's eyes.
Shizuru, herself is almost 5'7 so she felt a little intimidated as she stood in front of the taller woman. Soulful emerald eyes. I could get lost in those soulful eyes. She was tall, Shizuru judged, and blessed by the God with a body that could stop traffic; it was certainly stopping her heart every beat. The woman in front of her looks dangerous and rugged in faded jeans and red converse.
Unconsciously, Shizuru swallowed hard.
Her face was not beautiful, but she was striking. Elegant. Dark emerald eyes as if it's almost black, an aristocratic nose, and small pink lips.
"I think you're going to be late." The woman murmured at her.
Shizuru blinked as if confused with the stranger's meaning. "Huh?"
The woman in front of her slowly grinned. Shizuru blushed furiously. Bloody hell. She can't stand the heated gaze of the woman.
"I said you're going to be late. Everybody is waiting for you." The woman pocketed her hands and slowly walked past her.
"How did you know?" Shizuru asked as she watched the woman's retreating back.
The woman just shrugged at her question. "See you in a few Miss Fujino."
When she was about to ask the woman, her phone chirped in its usual tone. She took it out to answer it, "Hello?"
"Where are you? We are starting in a few minutes." Her manager Yukino asked.
"I'm sorry. I got hang up but I'm on my way now." Shizuru jogged and slowly made her way to the conference room. "I'm outside now." She drew a deep breath and opened the door. "Whew, I thought I'm going to be late—what the"
The dark brooding woman that she ogled earlier was sitting with the staff of their new show. She's going to be a part of their show. Oh-oh.
To be continued…
AN: Hey guys! Don't be mad at me okay? *sweat drop* I'm still writing Chapter 7 of RS but I got distracted by this new plot so I think I got to write this one out. This is not edited so I'm sorry for the grammar. Ciao guys!
Hey guys! Don't be mad at me okay? *sweat drop* I'm still writing Chapter 7 of RS but I got distracted by this new plot so I think I got to write this one out. This is not edited so I'm sorry for the grammar. Ciao guys!
PS:
The song Miserable at best doesn't belong to me they are from the band Mayday Parade.