Captured

20

SANA [POV]

I woke up at 6 in the morning. Early. Indeed. Because I had to pick up Tzuyu by 7 and clean my whole condo unit even though it was crystal clear clean. I just wanted to make sure everything would be good in her sight.

I gulped the lump in my troat. If you were going to ask me why I assigned her as my personal maid, it was because. . . I don't know.

Fuck.

I feel like I'm a total stupid idiot right now.

Is it wrong if I just wanted to see her everyday? And duh? I never experienced to have a maid in my whole life. I badly wanna try. But of course, I don't have a gut to call her maid or slave.

Maybe if I feel teasing her, I would.

Honestly, I really like her.

It's not what you're thinking!

I like her to be my friend. I'm not a very approachable person. Everybody knows it. I hate talking to other people I'm not close with. I like silence. That was why I moved my office far from my workers. I hate crowds. That was why I'm not an outgoing girl. And most of all, I hate skinship.

But Tzuyu is an exception.

I like her vibe. She's very bubbly, quite innocent yet a stubborn one. I like the way she talks to me. She makes me feel comfortable not like some people who talks to me like I'm some kind of god. They would contract a very formal sentence even in casual talks. And Tzuyu is not like that. She makes me feel like I'm just a normal person. A friend. And I appreciate it so much.

The way she made faces whenever I teases her is just so priceless!

What I hated about her was the fact that she's taller than me. Drop that crap.

The hazel nut pupils of her eyes, her pointy nose, her soft skin, her lovely strawberry scent. Her body-

What the hell, Sana?!

I shook my head and blew a full air. "Damn." I mumbled as I turned off the shower.

'Fantasizing about beautiful scenery while taking shower is not healthy' Momo's voice echoed inside my head. Oh, so that was the meaning of it. . .

After taking a shower, I went to bedroom to wear a casual clothes for today. I wore a cut-off shorts and a sweatshirt. I let my hair down and wore a sneakers. I sprayed on my favorite perfume then took a look at my whole-body mirror. A light make-up would do.

I glanced at my wristwatch, showing 6:47am. Crap! I ran out of my room towards the living room. I grabbed the keys at the coffee table where I usually put it.

"What the. . . .fuck is that smell?" I sniffed around. It smelt like a burned. . . "TOAST!" I jerked off from where I was currently standing at ran quickly as a deer towards the kitchen. I completely forgot the toast I put inside the oven.

People says stupidity is only valid once. But for me it isn't. Who would open the oven like a maniac then pull out the tray without using gloves? That's me. I just did.

"Where the hell is that shit?!" I looked around to find the glove and thankfully I saw it immediately.

Here I am, standing in front of the kitchen counter, with a burned toast and fingers. Whatever.

Driving to Tzuyu's place took me 20mins. I parked my car at the parking lot of her apartment. I wore a cap and black mask to cover my mouth and nose. I stepped out of my car and walked inside the complex. I saw certain ajhumma with her strong fashion Armageddon sweeping the wooden floor.