Chapter 11

La-La Pont of View

I glanced at my clock; it was already 8:00 pm, so my job here was done. I waited for Zayne to arrive. The bell to the door rang, and I stood up to see Zayne with a smile. He is wearing a black long coat and turtle neck t-shirt.

Gah, what is with this face? He is truly blessed! Can I kindly swap bodies with you???

"Good evening," I greeted him, noticing that he was holding a plastic bag. It seemed he hadn't eaten his dinner yet. I considered leaving right then. I quickly gathered my things and my key. However, as I raised my head, Zayne was right in front of me, causing me to step backward in surprise. I can’t really feel his presence sometimes-

"Is there any problem?" I asked him in worried.

"No, not really. Have you eaten your dinner yet?" he inquired. Huh?

"I haven't, but I will when I get home," I replied. He placed the plastic bag on the table.

"How about joining me?" he suggested.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yeah, I am sure. It's for two people. -However, are you allergic to chicken?" he questioned.

"No, not actually," I answered. He smiled.

"Then I guess it's good then," he said.

"But are you sure, is this okay? You are still my employer. Is this appropriate?" I asked him. He looked at me with a worried expression. What's up with him?

"We may be an employer and employee, but this is just a simple library it is not some kind of big company, and don't we know each other? I think it's good to eat together, and also, it is my responsibility to make sure that you are well and in good spirits, since being in good spirit will affect your job" he explained.

Is this really okay? It just feels inconvenient. He is a doctor, so I understand his worries. But isn’t this to much.

I picked up my bag and bowed to him. "I apologize, boss, but I think it's just better for me to go home," I said and placed the key on the table. I could see disbelief on his face.

"I insist," he said a pierce tone.

"But—"

A few moments later

Well he gad- win

"Thank you," I said to him as he handed me the food. Right now, we are sitting at a table, a light above us, surrounded by books.

"Why being so formal is it when you know that I am your boss?" he asked me. He became talkative when he became my boss, though. No he is talkative when we are alone.

"It's just out of respect for me to you," I said to him, and then he reached for a soda, filled up a cup, and gave it to me.

"No need to be so formal with me. We know each other, don't we?" he asked me. Yeah you said that so may times.

"Yeah, I know that, but don't you have any other workers here? I think it will be unfair for me to get so friendly with you," I said to him.

"No, there isn't another worker," he said. I stopped what I was doing and looked at him.

"Huh? What do you mean there is no other worker? My schedule is so free," I asked him

"Yeah, there is no other worker. I manage this on my own," he said. What the? Is he serious? . And he already said earlier that the other worker- wait

"Excuse me, but aren't you a doctor?" I asked him, and then he nodded. “Yes, as far as I know I am” he said sarcastically.

"Isn't the doctor supposed to be busy?" I asked him.

"Yes, we're supposed to be busy," he answered, and then...

"If so, then how do you have some time to manage this? Don't you have, you know, other things to do?" I asked him, and then he took a sip of soda and looked at me.

"There aren't other things for me to do, more than here and the hospital," he said. I was baffled. What does he mean by that? Don't tell me this guy-

I hesitated to take a fork and look at Zayne. Something came to my mind. If this guy has nothing to do in his life, that means he is either lonely. He might be blessed, but for me, he is a guy with no strings, yet even with no strings, he is allowed to have someone by his side, even temporarily. It's impossible for this guy not to have any girlfriend or whatsoever. He obviously blessed with good looks, personality and wealth. Just what does he mean that there is no other things for him to do.

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"If it is rude to ask, but don't you have any family or friend, girlfriend, something? Spending time too much on doing things just make you exhausted," I said to him, then he stopped eating. I was saddened. I guess I shouldn't have asked him.

"I-I'm so—" as I was about to apologize.

"Actually. My family is actually far from me, and for friends, they are busy enough, and for a girlfriend, I don't have time for that," he said, but he avoided eye contact. "No time, what do you mean?” you literally had time to manage this library “ Why don't you try hiring more workers? Or what if I just become full-time so you can have time for yourself?" I suggested, but he immediately denied.

"Thank you for your concern, Ms. Lanaya, but I'm content with what I have," he said in his sweet tone.

I guess I shouldn't intervene more, it’s his business.

A few moment later

Zayne drove me home, and right now, he is in front of me.

"Thank you so much for today," I thanked him, but he smiled.

"There's no need to thank me; it's my duty," he said.

"But you know I can get home on my own. Still, thank you for assisting me home," I said to him.

"It's already deep at night; of course, it's dangerous for you. This is nothing; no need for you to think it deeply," he reassured. He is such a nice guy, but I still wondered what's up with him having no friends or something.

"See you tomorrow, Ms. Lanaya," he said. "Oh, thank you so much today, and see you tomorrow," I replied, and he closed the car door, walked to the other side, waved, so I waved back. He entered the car, and it began to start and move. I continued to wave as the car moved. Suddenly, I felt someone at my back, so I immediately grabbed my senses and held it with my hand. As I reached into an arm, I immediately twisted it.

"Ouch!" it shouted. It was a familiar voice, so I looked at the face and saw Axel. I immediately let go of him and took a step backward. The pain arose again; my emotions of hatred and sorrow began to form.

"To that extent-, you would do that to me? Can you kindly tell me what is the thing I did wrong?" he asked.

"Didn't I say for you not to appear here?" I asked him, but he just gave me a look.

"What do you mean by that?" he asked in a serious tone. His face began to get serious, but the pain in my heart is also overflowing, as if I want to cry or something.

"Do you not understand me? It means that I DON'T WANT TO SEE YOU," I said to him, but he took a step forward.

"I know what it means, but I don't understand what your reason is for forbidding so?" he asked me. I just held onto my chest, feeling fear for some reason.

"You – you never really try to do things I want," I said to him in a serious tone.

"La-la, you know I will always cooperate with you, but if you are pushing me aside without any particular reason, of course, I will question it," he said as he brushed his hair up and looked at me with concern, but I just furrowed my eyebrows.

"Do I really need a reason to?" I asked him.

"What do you mean? You need a reason; everything needs a reason," he said. The conversation isn't really going well, and then I felt a cold thing on my face. Axel's eyes widened in disbelief. I was also baffled and touched my face to see it wet. Tears were flowing down my face. Axel suddenly walked near me and grabbed something from his suit – a towel – and immediately wiped my tears. But I quickly grabbed the towel he was holding and pushed him slightly.

After I told Axel to stay away, the air got tense. He looked surprised but didn't say anything. I handed him the towel he used to wipe my tears and walked away from the situation.

As I walked back to my room, tears kept rolling down my face. I felt a mix of emotions, like a jumbled-up mess inside me. My anger, confusion, and sadness made every step heavier, like I was carrying a load of feelings.

When I reached my room, I closed the door, shutting out everything. The tears that I held back now flowed freely. I sat on my bed, surrounded by the soft light from dimmed lamps. The room, filled with memories in pictures, seemed to amplify the ache in my chest. Each part of the room whispered pieces of our shared history, now marked by unspoken pain.

The next morning

I felt a heaviness in my body, and I looked at my mirror to see my puffy eyes.

"What the?" I reacted. I cried so much last night because of that dream—the dream I didn't like because it gave me these emotions towards Axel. I feared meeting Axel and that things would end up this way.

As I reached for my phone, a sudden bang on my door caught my attention—a continuous knock as if something urgent was about to happen. I opened it, and to my surprise, I saw Yuna and another person behind her. She looked worried, and something seemed to be wrong.

"What?! Is there something wrong?!" I asked her in a worried tone, but she immediately entered my room, pulling the other girl with her. I stepped backward, and then she closed the door of my room.

"What's wrong with your urgent reaction?" I asked, but she looked around and then stared at me fiercely.

"We're doomed!" she said in a panicked tone. I looked at the other girl, who also appeared to be a Love Hunter. Both of them seemed worried.

Yuna continued to shed tears, making me more worried. I immediately held onto her shoulder.

"What is going on, Yuna? Tell me," I urged, but she seemed to be in fear. I turned to the other girl.

"Something bad happened," the girl said nervously. Yeah, I know it's obvious, but just tell me what is going on!

"Yuna!" I called loudly, which made her stop crying. But the other girl just became even more frightened.

"Tell me what is going on instead of crying," I said in a serious tone.

"B-but, Senior, we are doomed," she said, her voice filled with fear. I could tell it was really bad.

"I know, you mentioned it the first time. Just tell me what's going on instead of crying," I insisted.

A few moment later.

I grabbed two glasses of juice and gave them to the two girls sitting in front of my dining table. Yuna finally calmed down.

"What's your name?" I asked the other girl in a soft tone.

"Ellie from class 33-C," she said.

"Oh, you and Yuna are batchmates?" I asked, and she nodded. I smiled.

"Nice to meet you. My name is La-La from class 32-B, and I am the senior assigned to Yuna," I said to her. I reached my hand towards her, and she immediately reached back.

"You're also a cupid, right? But-" she started but hesitated, piquing my curiosity.

"What is it?" I asked her.

"You don't feel like a Mythical Creature," she said, leaving me puzzled. What did she mean?

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"Yeah, what are you talking about?" Yuna joined the conversation. Ellie seemed flustered and just bowed her head. I looked at Yuna in distress; she averted my eyes.

"Don't fear, just tell us what you mean," I said to Ellie. She raised her head and looked at me.

"It's nothing," she said, adding a subtle smile. I just smiled back.

"If so, why don't you just drink some of my tea?" I suggested to her and looked at Yuna.

"Now, tell me what's really going on," I said to her in a serious tone.