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A few days have passed since you started working at the café and you've grown really attached to working there. The maids are very nice, Sachiko pays you very well and you get to eat all the free [favorite cake] you desire. Shizuo has become a bit suspicious in how you earn so much working at a bookstore but you quickly convince him that the bookstore just pays really well. The weird thing is that Izaya hasn't shown up since he last stepped foot into the café and you wonder what he's up to.
You fold up your uniform and sigh tiredly. One of the maids was sick and you offered to take her shift. You send a quick text to Shizuo saying that you'll be late getting home. You say goodbye to Sachiko and grab you bag. Outside the sun already set so the street lights are on now. You grip the strap of your bag and start walking home. You hate walking home at night alone because your apartment doesn't have many people around at night. A couple blocks away from home, you start hearing footsteps behind you and your blood runs cold.
You nervously turn around to see if anyone is following you but all you see is a couple people hurrying to get home from work. You think you are just paranoid and continue walking. You hear the footsteps again and you spin around quickly. Nobody is there and you are all alone with a couple of streetlights illuminating your way. Picking up your pace, you start walking faster hoping your apartment is close by. You groan quietly as you realize you still have a ways to go before you reach home.
Now the footsteps seem louder and closer than before. You feel your body grow numb and you force yourself to jog. The footsteps definitely seem to be following you so you break out into a full sprint. You don't dare turn around in fear you'll slow down and the person following you will catch up. Deciding to try to shake them off, you make a quick turn into an alley way which you realize too late is a dead end. Backing slowly into the wall, you start digging around in your bag until you find what you want.
You always carry around a small pocketknife in case anything like this would happen to you. The person following you appears as a silhouette and stops in front of the exit, blocking your way of escaping. You wish you had Shizuo's strength. It would be extremely helpful right now.
"I have a knife. You better leave me alone." You pull out the small knife and hold it out in front of you defensively. You curse at how your voice falters, but you can't deny the fear coursing through your veins.
The figure starts slowing walking towards you and you clutch the knife tighter. You only loosen your grip slightly when you realize who the person is.
"Well well, out a little late aren't we [name]?" The smirking face of Izaya Orihara is partially illuminated by the light of a streetlamp. His eyes seem to glow red from the moonlight and his black hair seems to blend in with the darkness.
"Izaya you scared me. I thought you were some rapist or something. Couldn't you have said hi before scaring me half to death? Why were you chasing me?" You slowly lower you knife but still keep a firm grip on it. Izaya's laugh echoes through the alleyway as he comes closer to you.
You fold up your uniform and sigh tiredly. One of the maids was sick and you offered to take her shift. You send a quick text to Shizuo saying that you'll be late getting home. You say goodbye to Sachiko and grab you bag. Outside the sun already set so the street lights are on now. You grip the strap of your bag and start walking home. You hate walking home at night alone because your apartment doesn't have many people around at night. A couple blocks away from home, you start hearing footsteps behind you and your blood runs cold.
You nervously turn around to see if anyone is following you but all you see is a couple people hurrying to get home from work. You think you are just paranoid and continue walking. You hear the footsteps again and you spin around quickly. Nobody is there and you are all alone with a couple of streetlights illuminating your way. Picking up your pace, you start walking faster hoping your apartment is close by. You groan quietly as you realize you still have a ways to go before you reach home.
Now the footsteps seem louder and closer than before. You feel your body grow numb and you force yourself to jog. The footsteps definitely seem to be following you so you break out into a full sprint. You don't dare turn around in fear you'll slow down and the person following you will catch up. Deciding to try to shake them off, you make a quick turn into an alley way which you realize too late is a dead end. Backing slowly into the wall, you start digging around in your bag until you find what you want.
You always carry around a small pocketknife in case anything like this would happen to you. The person following you appears as a silhouette and stops in front of the exit, blocking your way of escaping. You wish you had Shizuo's strength. It would be extremely helpful right now.
"I have a knife. You better leave me alone." You pull out the small knife and hold it out in front of you defensively. You curse at how your voice falters, but you can't deny the fear coursing through your veins.
The figure starts slowing walking towards you and you clutch the knife tighter. You only loosen your grip slightly when you realize who the person is.
"Well well, out a little late aren't we [name]?" The smirking face of Izaya Orihara is partially illuminated by the light of a streetlamp. His eyes seem to glow red from the moonlight and his black hair seems to blend in with the darkness.
"Izaya you scared me. I thought you were some rapist or something. Couldn't you have said hi before scaring me half to death? Why were you chasing me?" You slowly lower you knife but still keep a firm grip on it. Izaya's laugh echoes through the alleyway as he comes closer to you.
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“It’s about time! I have a bone to pick with you.”
You cracked your neck and charged at him, but Izaya caught your wrist with little effort. He looked bored and unimpressed as if he were attacked everyday, which wouldn’t be a surprise, the asshole deserved it.
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You growled and struggled to free yourself from his grip.
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