Anxiety Attack
Azumi POV
This is the primary day to work, the day to confront difficulties, to become weary of work with the goal that I can live all alone, how long will I be this way? I was depleted, however I was unable to surrender on the grounds that my parents had deserted me.
"Good Morning, Sota!" At the point when I welcomed Sota when I entered the café, I moved toward the counter while my two eyes arrived on Sota who was making enormous espresso for the costumer. He somewhat gazed toward me, before he grinned at me as he set the three espressos on the flat dark tray.
Sota, 23 years of age, he is two years more seasoned than me, we have been companions for quite some time, he was a closest companion, we met in secondary school. He's extremely famous in light of his face, while I was well known for being a terrible geek in those days.
"Yah, stop starring at my not-that-much handsome face and gave this to number 15." I returned to my own senses, I showed Sota a bizarre face as he took a gander at me. Before the hot espresso to be cold I took the dull tray where the three espressos sitting, I went to one side to see where the number 15 was. It wasn't some time before I saw three young ladies who looked well known and menaces at school while they're putting some make up on their not natural face.
"Excuse me, young ladies. Here's your two hot hershey's and coffee latte." I excuse myself as I wore an exceptionally phony grin to illuminate the temperament, they gave me a miserable face, as though they were disillusioned to see me, however I just grinned at them much more as I putted down before them their orders before I promptly left before them.
"Geez, another costumer who expects you to give their orders." The murmur I said as I brought down the plate where it was put, I heard Sota laugh as I made a beeline for empty my little sack pack before I put on my cap and earthy colored cover.
"How's your arm?"
Sota quickly asked me when I entered the counter while he was holding the phone in his right hand, I sat close to him before I showed him my consumed arm. Recently evening, there were two pick-me young ladies who requested the smash hit espresso I was making was impolite to me, possibly she likewise anticipated that Sota should give it to her. She's acting charming, and child yesterday while the other one folded her arms. She was going to spill the espresso before me however I halted her yet my arm was spilled, so it consumed, she hadn't got done at this point and she took the espresso of one of her companions that was presently not hot and poured it on me.
"It was not as painful as the pain in her face." I jeered as I went to the sink to clean a portion of the gear that Sota utilized previously, simply being straightforward, it wasn't actually excruciating, the lady was experiencing considerably more now yesterday since I poured back at her face, yet it was hot the one I reclaimed reason I'm Azumi.
I neglected to present myself, my wonderful name is Kang Azumi, 21 years of age, my birthday is december first. I have lived in Seoul, South, Korea for quite a long time, I am half japanese, half american and half korean, yet I have an unusual eye, Heterochromia. Heterochromia is the point at which an individual has distinctively shaded eyes or eyes that have more than one tone. More often than not, it doesn't create any issues. It's generally expected only a characteristic brought about by qualities passed down from your folks or by something that happened when your eyes were framing since I think I acquired it from my grandma who died. However, since I am uncertain with my light blue and light brownish colored eyes, I need to wear one sets of dull brown since I have never seen my normal eyes look great on me.
This is the reason why I get bullied.
"Yah! if I could just pull your long hair, I would have done it ealier, be thankful you're a girl."
I was astounded to stand out enough to be noticed on the grounds that I heard Sota's voice in my right ear, his breath going through my skin sending me chills, I viewed at him and raised my eyebrow as I held in my right hand the dull sponge that there is foaming fluid while on the left is the espresso creator pot.
"What." I didn't hear him call me, I just viewed at him with my two round eyes as he sighed before he tenderly shoved me to the side and took the espresso producer pot in my grasp alongside the dim wipe with froth. My temple wrinkled in light of the fact that I didn't have a clue why he took my valuable wash, prior to beginning to wash he went to me nearly failing to remember what to say.
"What I said was that I would do the washing, you go stay at the counter and it was too early for you to sweat."
He says making himself caught up with washing while he's turning his biceps side of his right arm, he's truly like this, very respectable men to me from the start, we don't actually like one another, we treat each other like siblings since he is just a only child while I have no guardians, "okay, thanks."
With that, I quickly strolled towards the counter, right when I went there, my two blushed ears heard the chime since somebody was entering the bistro. I quickly put on a grin, showing my radiate brilliantly like a precious stone teeth while my fingers were prepared to type on the console before the PC.
"Good Morning, Sir. How are you?" My not that noisy welcome to a one man with room wearing a plain white shirt curiously large as his hair was separated in the center, he grinned at me back making his two eyes vanish. He rashed his right fingers into his hair to pull his hair back making my heart makes an unusual pulse, he licks his dry full pinkish lip before he talks.
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"I'm good. I would like to order a café au lait, please."
His sweet masculine voice said as his eyes meandered around the menu above, later he said his request his two eyes landed again on my not the genuine shading eyes making me become flushed so I quickly went to the PC screen making an honest effort that he doesn't see my cheek. Toward the edge of my eye I feel his not removing his eyes from me making me awkward on the grounds that I'm not used to somebody checking out me, since imagine a scenario in which he sees something in me that isn't quite disagreeable.
"That w-would be $3.30, Sir." My words making me falter, If I can slap myself, I truly will since. I don't have a clue why I appear to be so apprehensive. I gaze toward him making him simply gaze at my two round dull colored contact lenses, my anxiety begins to assault since I don't have the foggiest idea what to do, I surge my right fingers to the round neck of my shirt like I ordinarily do when I was anxious, making an honest effort to quiet down as I clutched the round neck shirt as though somebody planned to choke me.
"Oh, another café au lait? People really like your coffee!" I started thinking clearly again when I heard Sota enter, I quickly turned away from the man causing him to return to his own senses and promptly took a wallet from his pocket. Sota moved toward me wearing his brilliant grin however it likewise blurred when he saw the response all over my face, I just smiled a little before I went promptly inside the espresso creator before I inclined toward the virus filthy white shading the divider to inhale profoundly while my eyes shut close.
"Yah, are you okay? It's like you saw a murderer in front of you, what happened?" I heard Sota's concerned voice, I turn my head to him and I just shook my head twice before I went to the espresso producer to do the café au lait to the man had a motivation behind why my nervousness attacked once more.
"Just an anxiety attack." I said as I took a 20 ounce cup where I would put the café au lait I planned to make, I began fermenting espresso prior to making 10 ounces of foam milk half steamed 2% as I felt Sota incline toward filthy white virus divider as his arms crossed.
"Here, café au lait is done." I said holding the hot café au lait while going to Sota, I saw Sota not taking the hot café au lait from me so I saw him making my two temples ascend why. He shows a formula as long as his hand and I was shocked to have requests of espressos makes, I breath out discovering the reason why.
"I would like to help you gave the café au lait to the man who ordered to you, but the next customer was in a hurry and his order was the coffee I was making."
He said making me quielty breath out, I just simply smile at him since it's not his shortcoming assuming that he can't help me so I just nodded before I went inside the counter to get a little plate with tissue. Before I emerged from the counter pondering around my eyes to observe where the one who requested it was situated, my eyes arrived on him where he was sitting close to the window.
I inhaled out before I brought the little dull plate, I began to walk nearer to him I'm exceptionally grateful to God since he was caught up with composing on his costly phone, only goodluck in the discussion that will be framed as I will provide him his request.
"Excuse me, here's your hot café au lait, Sir." My feeble words yet enough so that him might be able to hear, without checking out him I put before him his request, I promptly left yet I saw I was holding the tissue so I quickly get back shutting my eyes on 2 seconds in disgrace before I put close to his bistro au lait the tissue yet before I left again I heard him chuckle.
"Cute."