PEDRO'S POV
I find myself in a friend's building, here to pay him a visit.
\[Information Desk\]
The person there recognizes me; I just greet them.
"3rd Floor, Techie department, science?"
Despite this routine every week, I sign the book and undergo facial recognition for security.
As I head to the office, a man catches my eye, sleeping on the floor with his sleeping bag.
"Oh, Metis? Why are you on the floor again?" Metis has a habit of exhausting himself and sleeping anywhere.
"Urgh! Wake me up later; my head hurts. I just finished another research!"
When he opens his eyes, complaining of a headache, he still sits upon seeing me.
"I thought you were my co-worker," he remarks.
"Go ahead and eat first, then sleep again."
Better to sleep after eating than sleep hungry.
Despite his somewhat unappealing behavior, Metis is a pitiful person. Seeing him as hardworking, I can't blame him for occasionally taking advantage of me, but he's the only one who tries.
"Metis?! Where is the data you prepared?"
"On that! Shaina is red!"
Metis points under the table where documents are all red, compiled like trash, but Shaina picks it up.
"Oi, Metis, what the hell? How did she pick the correct file?"
Metis answers, "Look at that side and this side. All the towering files are mine, but that flooring file is hers!"
"Hmm..."
"So you're a team?"
"No, she's just helping me."
"What! Then how?" After she reads the file, I can hear her and Metis eating the food I brought, but Shaina clings to Metis like a husband and wife.
What the hell! After I bought you food, you want to show off because I have no experience around girls?
"Gu-"
"Gu?"
You want to show me so badly that you make it apparent during my visit. As a friend, you are now my enemy; you shall perish!
"Guilty!"
"What?!"
"You're guilty; you want to show off!"
But then she talks to me; she hugs me... I want her!
"What, why is Mr. Small so angry? Do you want me to accompany you when you go out?"
What? Accompany me? You want to be with me. Let's go and create a family.
As I look at Metis, he gives a thumbs up, as if I were the hero who saved him.
"You are my best friend," I declare.
But she only accompanies me to the front of the building.
I suppose that happened because it happened, but when I smell her, she smells too good. Should I get a bottle and save her breath?
Because breathing is a sign of life, and life is near when you feel it.
"I want to feel her love."
Then the legendary courting began, one of the legendary gentlemen.
\[Pedro Courting Chronicle!\]
That's why every week, during my visit, I go to her office for her.