Alvin's POV :
As the first rays of the morning sun gently filtered through my bedroom window, I slowly began to awaken from my slumber. The soft, golden light danced upon my eyelids, coaxing me out of my dreams and into the realm of consciousness. As I sat up in bed, I couldn't help but be captivated by the ethereal beauty that the sun's rays painted across the room.
Yawning and stretching, I felt a sense of rejuvenation wash over me, as if the sun's warm embrace had infused me with its energy. The room seemed to come alive with a soft, amber glow, casting delicate shadows upon the walls and floor. The sun's gentle touch seemed to caress every object in the room, illuminating the intricate details that often went unnoticed.
I was feeling better, so I decided it was time to meet Elizabeth. Just then, the door swung open and to my surprise, it was none other than the Elizabeth.
Speak of the devil.
As she approached me, her gentle touch on my forehead and neck brought a sense of relief AND THAT ANNOYED ME THE MOST. "Well, it doesn't look like you have a fever anymore," she said, her voice filled with reassurance.
Confusion crept into my mind as I mustered the courage to voice my concern. "Huh? But you didn't tell me yesterday that I had a fever," I stated, my tone tinged with a hint of frustration.
Her eyes softened, understanding evident in her gaze. "If I had told you about that, you would've become more worried. So, I decided not to mention it. Regardless, it seems like you're okay now," she explained.
Nodding in acknowledgment, I couldn't help but feel a mixture of gratitude and apprehension. "Okay," I murmured.
Her next words, however, caught me off guard. "Listen, I know I recruited you and you're working for me, but I think you should take a small break. I'm saying this as a doctor," she advised, her concern evident in her voice.
Unable to meet her gaze, I kept my eyes fixed on the floor, contemplating her suggestion. Silence enveloped the room as I struggled to find the right words to respond.
Concerned, she spoke up, saying, "Listen, it might be a good idea for you to see a therapist. I can even help you make an appointment if you'd like. It's important to address these issues now, as they may cause problems for you in the future."
Grateful for her concern, I replied, "I genuinely appreciate your concern, but please trust me when I say that I will be alright."
As I rose from the bed, a question lingered on my lips, one that had been nagging at me since I woke up. "So, one question," I began, my voice filled with curiosity, "Who the hell changed my clothes?"
A mischievous smirk danced across her lips, and she gave me a seductive wink. "I... was... the one who changed your clothes, babe. And I saw everything," she teased, her voice laced with playful innuendo.
Disgust and disbelief washed over me, and I couldn't help but react. "You're joking, right?" I questioned.
Her smirk widened, and she winked once again, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Nope, I was the one who changed them, babe," she confirmed, her words dripping with a hint of amusement.
Pervert.
Then the door swung open and Robert entered the room. He walked towards me and spoke to Elizabeth, indicating that he needed to speak with me alone. Elizabeth gave me a flirtatious wink before leaving the room, which irritated me.
Robert took a seat in a chair, and I sat on the bed. I asked him what he wanted to talk about, and he mentioned the next two missions. He expressed his desire for me to be a part of them, but only if I was in perfect health. I assured him that I was fine.
He said, his voice filled with a mix of excitement and apprehension, "There are two huge abandoned labs that we must infiltrate, and we have exactly one week to prepare. People will be divided into seven teams, and you will be the captain of your own team, consisting of three members, including yourself."
I hesitated for a moment, unsure of my capabilities, and replied, "Okay, I accept the responsibility, but I must admit, I don't believe I am suitable for the role of captain. A captain should be reliable, dependable, and possess strong leadership skills. While I consider myself reliable and dependable, I am not certain if I possess the necessary qualities to effectively lead a team."
Robert, scratched his head in contemplation. He sighed and said, "The problem is, all the other teams are already full, and the members assigned to your team are quite eccentric and unpredictable. In other words they have mental issues. You, on the other hand, are the only one with a sharp intellect and level-headedness. I know it will be challenging for you, but I have faith that you can handle them. I apologize for putting this burden on you."
Okay, Robert, are you seriously out of your mind? Are you intentionally teaming me up with individuals who have mental health issues and exhibit erratic behavior?
Robert continued, "There are two people in your team, two boys. Those two guys are insane and really crazy, so please, you have to deal with them. I am sorry once again."
I responded, "It's okay."
Robert flashed me a smile as we discussed the upcoming two missions. He provided me with the necessary information, and then he handed me the address of my teammates' room and the spare key of the room. After Robert left the room, Elizabeth entered and remarked, "Well, ready to change?"
I nodded in agreement, and she smirked, asking, "Do you want me to change it for you?" she had a mischievous smirk playing on her lips.
As my anger surged through me, it reached its boiling point, causing my face to flush a deep shade of crimson. Frustration and determination mingled within me, fueling my resolve. With a voice trembling with intensity, I bellowed, "NO! I will do it by myself."
A mischievous smirk danced upon her lips, her eyes glinting with amusement as she handed me back my black hoodie and jeans. I demanded that she turn away, hoping to shield my vulnerability from her piercing gaze. However, she remained steadfast, her eyes fixed upon me, that infuriating smirk never leaving her face. The intensity of her stare only served to further irritate me, amplifying my annoyance. Determined to change my clothes, I stormed into the bathroom.
After swiftly changing into my black attire, I emerged from the bathroom. To my annoyance, she was still holding onto my bag, her smirk still present. Despite my irritation, I couldn't help but feel grateful for her assistance. With a begrudging thank you, I retrieved my bag from her and swiftly about to exit the room but she held my hand and stopped me.
Elizabeth gave me a subtle hand signal, mimicking the motion of counting money, and playfully uttered, "My payment, please?" Her mischievous tone hinted at a lighthearted request, but I couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease.
Feeling a surge of honesty, I replied, "I have no money left, except for the amount you already gave me." My voice carried a hint of regret.
As her lips curled into a seductive smile, Elizabeth bit her bottom lip, exuding an undeniable allure. Her gaze locked with mine, and she whispered, "How about a kiss as payment?" The suggestion caught me off guard, causing my cheeks to flush with embarrassment.
She then let out a soft chuckle, breaking the tension that had enveloped us. "I am just messing with you," she confessed, her laughter carrying a hint of relief.
I sighed and thanked her. As I took a step outside her room I realized that I am in Elizabeth's bungalow, I couldn't help but notice how immaculately clean the furniture was. The place was like a pristine sanctuary, guarded by statuesque bodyguards who stood stoically in their positions. A mischievous thought crossed my mind - wouldn't it be hilarious to tickle them?
Lost in the splendor of my surroundings, I descended a grand staircase, reaching the ground floor. It was then that fate intervened, as a girl collided with me with such force that we both tumbled to the ground, and I found myself pinned beneath her. In that moment, time seemed to stand still.
As I lay there, her delicate strands of hair cascaded onto my face, tickling my skin. I couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty; she was undeniably cute and exuded an undeniable charm. A surge of warmth coursed through me. There was something undeniably adorable about her, and an inexplicable desire to touch her rosy cheeks washed over me.
Dressed in black attire, mirroring my own, she finally opened her eyes and locked gazes with me. Instantly, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she quickly scrambled off my chest. I rose to my feet, and as she bowed apologetically, she muttered a sincere apology before swiftly darting away.
That was kinda strange, she just bowed out of nowhere. I guess she must be from a different culture or something. But, I guess she must be the same age as me. And who wears sweatshirt in this hot summer. Well let's ignore it.
As I embarked on my leisurely stroll, a sense of liberation enveloped me, for I had finally escaped the door. Stepping into the vast expanse of the frontyard, my eyes were greeted by a scene of unparalleled beauty. A symphony of colors unfolded before me, as if nature herself had meticulously painted this picturesque landscape.
The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of blooming flowers, their delicate petals swaying gently in the breeze. Majestic trees stood tall and proud, their branches reaching towards the heavens, casting dappled shadows upon the emerald carpet of grass below. The sunlight, filtered through the lush foliage, created a mesmerizing dance of light and shade, adding an ethereal quality to the scene.
As I ventured further, my senses were overwhelmed by the harmonious chorus of nature's inhabitants. The melodious trill of songbirds echoed through the air, their vibrant tunes intertwining with the rustling leaves and the distant hum of bees. It was as if the very essence of life had found solace within this enchanting sanctuary.
Then I finally got out of that bunglow and started walking down the bustling street, I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement coursing through my veins. I double-checked the address on my phone, confirming that I was indeed headed towards Ocean Drive 8 street. It was a renowned location, known for its popularity and vibrant atmosphere. The mere thought of being in such a lively place sent my heart racing with anticipation.
As I continued walking, my eyes were drawn to a vibrant board adorned with colorful posters and advertisements. It proudly displayed the name of the street, confirming that I had arrived at my desired destination. A sense of awe washed over me as I took in the sights and sounds of the bustling city. The roads were filled with a constant stream of cars, their honks and engines creating a symphony of urban life. Towering palm trees lined the sidewalks, their lush green leaves swaying gently in the warm breeze. It was a picturesque scene that seemed straight out of a postcard.
After a long walk, I finally arrived at my destination. I had been filled with anticipation, hoping to find a grand and luxurious house awaiting me. However, my excitement quickly deflated as I realized it was just a regular apartment building. Disappointed, I let out a sigh and made my way up the stairs.
As I climbed, I couldn't help but wonder if anyone else lived in this building besides my teammates. Reaching the top floor, I approached the last room and pressed the doorbell, but there was no response. It seemed my teammates were not home at the moment.
Feeling a bit disheartened, I reached into my pocket and retrieved the key. With a slight hesitation, I inserted it into the lock and turned it, hearing the familiar click. The door swung open, revealing the empty apartment before me.
As I stepped into the room, a sense of awe washed over me. The space was truly magnificent, boasting an impressive size that immediately caught my attention. The walls were painted in a soothing shade of cream, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere. Soft, natural light streamed in through large windows, casting a gentle glow across the room.
I closed the door behind me, shutting out the outside world and immersing myself in the tranquility of the space. The air felt crisp and clean, carrying a faint scent of fresh flowers that seemed to linger in the room. It was as if nature itself had found a way to permeate the walls, infusing the room with a touch of serenity.
My eyes were drawn to the elegant couch, positioned perfectly in the center of the room. Its plush cushions beckoned me to sink into its embrace, promising comfort and relaxation. I carefully placed my bag on the couch, feeling a sense of relief as I unburdened myself from the weight of the
The space consisted of a hallway leading to four separate rooms and a spacious kitchen.
I walked into the kitchen and was immediately taken aback by the chaotic state it was in. There were crumbs and pieces of toast scattered all over the countertop, but the shocking thing was the toaster was clean and it was sparkling. As I surveyed the scene, my attention was drawn to a message scrawled on the whiteboard.
Today's Menu
EAT IT OR STRAVE
TAKE IT OR LEAVE IT
No
Bitchin
In my
kitchen
As I read the messages, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awkwardness. The two guys in the messages seemed strange, and I couldn't shake the feeling that meeting them would lead to some crazy situations. I decided to take a seat on the couch and wait for their arrival. As I sat there, I began to hear voices, and I could hear loud and clear what they were saying.
---Third POV---
Shouyo said, "You know, I had a friend in Japan named Kageyama. He was really stubborn and thought he was a super genius. One time, while we were in the kitchen, he claimed that onions were the only food that could make you cry, so I threw a coconut at his face."
Kevin, who was trying to find the door keys in his pockets, responded, "Come on, Sho. You should have thrown eggs instead, or you could have just added hot chilli pepper in his eyes, it would have hurt him the most."
Sho explained, "Eggs are quite expensive in our country, so I didn't use them. Plus, it would have been such a waste to use them on a guy like that."
Meanwhile, Kevin continued his search for the elusive keys, frustration evident in his voice. "Ahh, damn," he muttered, his tone filled with annoyance. "I think I lost the keys."
Shoyo couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment. "Come on, K," he pleaded, his voice tinged with exasperation. "Can't you at least keep the key safe?"
Kevin's frustration boiled over, and he shouted back at Shoyo. "Hey, you're not the one to tell me what to do!" he snapped. "When I trusted you with the key, you lost it almost every day for a whole month. That's more than 30 times! I've only lost it 14 times, and this makes it 15. So, don't run your tiny mouth here."
Sho glanced at the doorknob, his curiosity piqued. He reached out and turned it, only to discover that the door was unexpectedly open. "Hey, the door is open. Did you leave it open?" he questioned.
K shook his head in response. "No, I didn't. But Robert did mention that someone would be joining us for a while. It must be that guy," he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of suspicion.
A mischievous grin spread across Shoyo face as an idea formed in his mind. "Let's give him a good scare. Let's BOO him," he suggested.
K smirked, fully onboard with the plan. "Yeah, let's do it," he agreed, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
With cautious steps, they approached the open door, their hearts pounding with a mix of nervousness and excitement. As they slowly pushed the door open, they prepared themselves to jump out and startle Alvin. However, their excitement quickly turned to confusion as they found the unexpected sight before them.
Alvin sat calmly on the couch, his eyes fixed on Shoyo and K as if they were mere inconveniences in his presence. His demeanor exuded an air of indifference, as if their attempt to scare him was of no consequence to him whatsoever.
Sho and K exchanged bewildered glances, their initial confidence waning. It was clear that this stranger was not easily intimidated. They had expected fear or surprise, but instead, they were met with an eerie calmness that sent shivers down their spines.
Alvin spoke up "Are you guys okay?"