64. Cold Hard Truth
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That day, the one thing Satsuki had been fearing for quite some time finally happened – Narita Ken sat down to her table at the cafeteria during lunch time. She squirmed and her primary reaction once again was to flee, but she couldn't be so rude towards her acting senior. And despite her personal reservations towards the charming actor, he was the kind of a man who commanded respect, even if that respect was given reluctantly.
"Good day, Yukino-san," he greeted her pleasantly, while she was warily staring at him. "You did well on that scene earlier."
"Thank you, Narita-san," Satsuki replied politely, while her suspicious mind was trying to tear apart the man's words and see through that amiable smile on his lips. What was he planning? What was the ulterior motive behind his friendly charade? What was he after, coming to her table to chat her up?
At the same time, another part of Satsuki squirmed in guilt. When had she become so distrustful towards other people, towards this man particularly? Why did the mere sight of him make her want to enforce her defences?
Suddenly, she remembered last night, and the movie she had went to see with her friends. She remembered her reaction to seeing Ken in the movie, and she recalled how she had tried her best to convince herself that it was all just an act, that he wasn't really like that.
Nervously nibbling her lower lip, Satsuki glanced at the man. He was now eating his lunch and did not seem to mind her silence the least.
Finally unable to withstand her confusion over his actions, Satsuki spoke up.
"Why did you choose to sit at this table?"
Why would a successful and distinguished actor and Mr. Top 3 Eligible Bachelor choose to sit with a no-name newbie tomboy actress like her?
He barely looked up, his dark intense eyes boring into hers without any hesitation.
"Because I enjoy your company, Yukino-san," he replied, the slightest hint of a smirk tweaking the corner of his lip.
Satsuki shook her head, and the annoying little voice at the back of her mind chose that instance to douse her with some cold hard long-ignored truth.
He makes you nervous and defensive, because you know that if you don't try your hardest to hold those defences up and against him, he will waltz right through them.