"The Rude Neighbor"
It's a very nice day today.
It's sunny with a very light breeze. I'm out for a walk dressed in my yellow floral dress and my white sandals. I'm not particularly going somewhere, but it's a very nice day to just stay inside the house so I need to see the sun.
While walking around the corner of the block I got knock over by someone. I looked up to see-- my not so friendly neighbor, Hiromi Tosaka looking smug with his undeniably handsome features. Sharp jawline accompanied by his sharp gaze in which he seems to be wearing all the time.
I've been living in the neighborhood for 3 years now and this is the first time I actually saw him this up close -he really is such a fine man to look at, may I add- considering we literally live on the same apartment building side by side. I don't really know this guy besides for his name and face. I heard rumors about him in a gang or so they said, some says that he is playing in a band and that, that he got arrested for murder. Don't know how much of this is true.
"Ouch, that hurt" I think I hit my butt a little roughly. Im still on the ground that I got knocked over.
"Get up, how long are you planning on sitting there" said the man looking down on me. Geeze to think someone is as irritated as him on this wonderful day.
"Aren't you gonna help me stand up?"
"Why would I you got yourself in that situation."
"Excuse me? You bump into me! You should watch where you're going!" This guy!!!!!!
"I could say the same for you. If only you looked on the way you should have avoided me." this guy is getting on my nerve. Argh!!!
I stand up to face the Hiromi but he turn sideways and started to walk in the direction to the apartment.
This guy don't have manners, maybe those rumors really is true.
I straighten my dress to and calm myself, Hiromi can't destroy this peaceful day. And when I lift my feet this is when I discover -to my horror- that my sandals is torn off which is definitely because of the fall.
Okay, my day is officially destroy!!! This is my favorite sandals and now it's broken. And out of frustration or anger or I don't know what I'm thinking but I take off my sandal and sprint over to where Hiromi is now, which he is at the front of his apartment -the guy walk fast-
"Heyyyyy!!!" I shout at him. Waving my sandals in the air like crazy
"What is it woman? You're loud" he turns as I near close to him
"It broke!! The strap is broken and it's because of your fault!!" I shouted at him. Tears forming in my eyes.
"Lady!! Quit the shouting! it's just a sandal." he shrug "Plus it's not my fault, you are not looking at here you're going. Don't blame all the fault on me, just buy a new one" he as if he really is that innocent!!!!!
Did he just shrug me off?! The guy was asking for it!!!! I can't control my anger and just lashed out at him using my sandals while crying.
"H-hey!! What the heck?! What are you doing woman?!?! Just for a sandal your like this?!? The prick!!" He block all my attempt to smack him very easily and holds my hands to stop me. By now our other neighbors are starting to come out to see the commotion.
I'm not a very Bulgar person but when things like this happen. Crazy is the term my friends use to describe me. And I could prove that statement now if I could get out off his grip.
"Jesus! Woman get a grip!! Would you?!? And why are you crying?! I'm the one who just got attacked?!" he whisper as his closes into me eyes hard and angry. And damn he smells like cigarettes and mints, very dangerous but also pulling you in.
"These aren't just sandals, my late dad gives it to me the same day he died. This is very valuable to me. And it broke. The other one responsible why it broke didn't even said sorry!!!!!!!!" I half whispered and shouted. I don't know it you could actually do that but I did. I saw his features soften a little but then it harden again after some neighbors whispering something along the lines of "Is this a break up fight?" "Did he cheat on her" "Did he just use her for her money"
He took my sandals from my grip, tugs my left arm and drag me inside his apartment.
"W-what are you doing? Why did you drag me here? " okay now I'm scared is he planning on murdering me? Because I smacked him with my sandals? Because the neighbors thought he scammed me money?
While I was standing in the door way -door closed- I saw him shuffling over his cabinet looking for something..... *gasp* is he looking for something to use to kill me?!
"W-what are you doi----" I got cut off when he pulled out a scissor from his cabinet and I shrieked. He is going to stab me with scissors!!!
"God!! Woman stop it with the shouting!!! I'm going to fix that pricking sandals! Now shut up!! "
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2 and a half hours passed and I'm still here at his apartment drinking coffee I got from one of his drawers while he is trying to fix my sandals.
With in the 2 hours I got to observe his apartment. He really lives alone and for a guy who got a lot of rumors going around his name he got a very tidy and clean apartment. Heck it's more organized that mine. And throughout the 2 hours I finally got him to talk about him self -ofcourse it's not easy, but he gave up after a thousand I question him repeatedly-
I learned that those rumors are really just rumors. Well partially.
He isn't in a gang -relives me- He is in a band and he did actually got into jail, not because of murder ofcourse but with just an assault to a police officer who insulted his dead father -may he rest in peace-
And when I asked him why he didn't bother to correct those rumors he just replied "Rumors are just baseless words that don't deserve my attention"
I'm just sipping my coffee in silent while Im looking at the photos in the living room. I see a lot photos of him and 6 other guys -all are utterly handsome- and they look like they are having a lot of fun. In some photos are him with his father, they seems to be pretty close but I didnt see his mother anywhere.
And before I could stop myself I asked a very sensitive question
"Hey? Where is you mother? Why is she not in any picture" I said as I face him.
Hiromi stopped at what he is doing and snapped his eyes at me. If looks could kill, I would be now.
"For a girl who cried after her sandals broke. Youre insensitive to other people." he replied.
Okay I totally deserve that. "Okay Sorry......" after that I never said another word....... For like 20 minutes. That the longest time I didn't say anything while being here. I feel bad for asking that maybe his mom died too.....
I heard him sigh, got a cigarette from his pocket and lit it up, then "She left, without a word she left."
"What? Who?" I asked confuse
"Geeze woman. I don't know what Ill do with you" he replies.......then I realized that he was talking about his mom. Now I feel more bad asking that.
"Hey! Okay then let's change the topic!!!" I asked while I sit down on one of his couch
"Youre band is J Soul Brothers right? What instrumen do you play?" "I can't really believe you're in a band. I don't peg you for that I really thought your a gangster or something along the lines" I continue talking "Though I doubt that you really are a murderer before. All and all"
"For a girl who just asked an insensitive question and get snapped you sure are very talkative" He says while standing and walking towards me.
"And I'm not saying sorry for breaking this, this is still not my fault" he hands me my sandals.
He says that yet he did fixed this, he could just left me there but he fixed it. The guy is not as heartless as other thought.
"Give me some credits, I mean I got you to talk to me, answer my questions considering that I never really talked to you for the 3 years I lived here plus I can't really believe you actually fixed my sandals!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I shouted the last part.
"Yes, I could give you credits to that and your talkativeness" he said "Now get out my house!!" now, now my neighbor is sooo rude.
But my stubbornes can cope up with it. The real question is that can he come up with mine?
"Hey, nu-uh you haven't answered my question."
"If I answer it then you'll get out?"
"Depends on the answer" I said as I smile innocently at him and he sigh.
"I can't crack your stubbornness" hiromi admits defeat!!
"Now answer it!!" I demanded and sips at my coffee
"I'm a vocalist" he answers and sits at the other couch. Looking straight at me. -darn those eyes- knuckles at his chin which seems like he is observing me.
"Ohhh then Sing for me" I asked or more like challenge him. I crossed my legs.
"I'm not singing for free woman. Are you willing to pay?"He replied teasing coated in his voice while biting his lower lips. Damn those lips I wish I could bit it too -what am I saying?! -
"I am very much willing to pay as long as we are thinking of the same currency" I flash him a loop smile. And he smirk back.
"That's a deal" he stands up, got rid of his cigar and walk over to his Piano. Yes the guy has a piano at the side of his apartment. If I haven't been inside here I wouldn't believe that there would be a huge piano here.
And played the piano hitting the first note and then he started to sing. He got such a very beautiful voice while I sat here listen to him. Such music he produce... The type that carries a lot of emotions, manipulating you to watch him.... To listen to him. The type that demands you're whole undivided attention and then sucks you in.
He is like another person, not the same as my rude neighbor for 3 years, but a guy who cares for his father, his band and a love for music. I'm so touch to actually get to know this guy.. Hiromi Tosaka.
I guess this really a nice day, not for a walk outside but for this to listen to music am with enjoying your coffee.
I think I'm falling
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He finished his song....... The emotions still there.
"Hey... " he speaks up eyes booring into me.
"tell me one thing.... "
"what is it?" I replied
"what is your name?" he asked.................. My mind didn't processed what he said for a few seconds...
"We have been neighbors for 3 years and you don't even know my name?!?!?!?" thats why he just kept calling me woman!!!
"Hey! I'm not really interested in my neighbors who only knew how to spread rumors." he scratched the back of his head. Cute
Forget it!!! This day really is the worst!!! But ill definitely going to take his heart the way he took mine.
"It's Karen"
END
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This is the song Hiromi sang.