I found the next day went by quickly, although I was completely exhausted from last night - where I was way too busy overthinking what that hag meant. I felt myself shudder at the thought, I still had no idea what she meant-
Unless..
She's after Kai?!
I stopped in the middle of the hall, tears pricking my eyes at the thought. I quickly shaked my head, getting rid of that absurd belief. I couldn't believe she's after him. No, I won't.
I speed walked to the café that I still work out, although my hours had been dimmed down to 20 hours a week. I sigh, is it really even worth going in for that little?
Oh well. Money's money. I shrug it off and continue on.
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Once I had got home, I collapsed into my chair. I spun around in it for a little while, before I cracked on with the work I was set. As soon as I logged in, I found a message from the username;
👑𝕭𝕵 𝕯𝖗𝖆𝖐𝖊🗝.
How strange..
I click on it, such an unusual email address. Perhaps a bot or something. I quickly clicked on the email that read;
To @Y/N
I have found you to be quite distant. Watching you, I think you might be thinking about me still. Is that true?
Perhaps you miss me already.
I'll see you soon.
Your admirer,
Me.
I stare at the email, completely dumbfounded. Kai? No, this username is too distraught and unusual. I sat there, with a perplexed expression. That girl? No.. This person seems like a man. Acts like it, to the very least.
Plus, that girl is after Kai.
My subconcious hissed to me, which sent a tingle up my spine. I felt scared and jealous at the same time, I had to warn him at the very least.
I quickly dialed his number and he picked up on the second ring.
"What is it now, Y/N?" He mumbled, sounding rather exasperated. As if he's bored of me.
"What do you mean?" I frown lightly.
"I already saw you a couple of hours ago, stop playing dumb. Do you want another round, or did you butt dial me?" Overhaul continued on, and my skin tingled.
"What are you talking about? I haven't seen you for at least a week." I hiss into the phone, completely outraged. How could he mistake me for someone else? Dumbass.
"You clearly came to me, all dolled-up, wanting to use my sofa for something more than a little explicit." He sounded slightly amused now, and I felt my breath catch.
"Kai, I never doll-myself-up when I meet up with you." I whisper, fear scathed across me.
He remained quiet on the other line for a moment, before he mumbled.
"Then, who was it?"