E: Elevator

Ding!

Marina, a beautiful blue haired model, stepped inside calmly. She was still a little sleepy from yesterday night. She'd been up partying with her friends.

She grinned to herself as she remembered her brunette friend drunkenly confessing to her long-time crush. She recalled the look on the green-haired man's face and chuckled.

Suddenly, the elevator door opened and in came a handsome dark-blue haired man.

He smiled at her politely before turning to the buttons. He looked at them and realized that the floor he wanted to go to was already pressed.

He faced Marina and decided to converse as they were going to the same floor anyway.

"I guess we're both going to the same floor, huh?"

Marina looked at the man, surprised he'd even spoke up. Most men were too shy to talk to her, so after a while, she started being quiet herself, having nobody to talk to.

She gave the man a small smile. "Yeah," she responded shortly, though it was clear she wanted to stretch this conversation. The man grinned.

"I'm Jimmy by the way," he held out his hand.

Marina felt her heart skip a beat at his grin. Jimmy, huh? She took his hand.

"Marina," she smiled.

Jimmy turned a little pink. She was quite cute in his opinion. Both in her actions and looks.

He nodded and looked away before speaking. "You're very beautiful, Marina," he complimented her quietly.

Marina's eyes widened.

Jimmy looked at her immediately. "I'm so sorry if you felt uncomfortable, I didn't mean to-"

Marina let out a small giggle. "No, no, it's fine. Thank you," she smiled widely.

He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry," he apologized sincerely.

Marina smiled at his cuteness. Suddenly, the elevator started rocking back and forth. She immediately grabbed onto Jimmy's arm.

"W-what's happening?" she quivered as she buried her head underneath his arm.

He looked around, surprised. "I-I don't know," he replied, clearly shaken up. He reached for the red call button to call for help, but before he could press it, the elevator shook so hard the both he and Marina fell on opposite sides of the small room.

Marina shed a tear from her left eye. "Jimmy, we're going to die!" she wailed helplessly.

Jimmy shook his head and grabbed her shoulders. "We won't, I promise," he smiled determinedly and looked straight into her glossy eyes.

He stood up and looked around, not noticing Marina staring at him. He is literally so perfect , She smiled giddily.

All of a sudden, the elevator stopped rocking and started up again. Both of them breathed a sigh of relief and Jimmy helped Marina up.

"You okay?" he asked worriedly.

Marina didn't say anything and jumped onto him. "Thank you, Jimmy," she mumbled into his shirt.

He blushed. "No problem," he said as she pulled away.

She giggled as their floor finally arrived.

Before they parted, Jimmy grasped her wrist. "Is it okay…if…"

Marina nodded her head, signalling him to continue. He smiled.

"Could I get your number?" he asked shyly.

Marina blinked before biting her lip, trying not smile.

"Of course,"