Chapter 1 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

In the corner of a cafe.

Alvin picked up a cup of black coffee and sipped it.

He didn’t want to add a spoonful of sugar. It was bitter, but he wanted it to be even more bitter.

As a member of the working class, he wore a suit that didn’t fit him very well. He would drink a cup of bitter coffee during his lunch break to wake himself up and be more alert. For Alvin, this was his daily routine.

But today, he had three cups of coffee and still had a headache.

This kind of headache wasn’t something that could be calmed with caffeine. It was as though he stayed up all night, played a basketball game, and then got hit in the head by a falling basketball.

He was very tired.

It started yesterday when his boss, Mr. Smith, angrily walked up to everyone. He grabbed everyone’s sleeves and asked if they had taken his expensive watch.

Mr. Smith’s watch had been stolen.

Mr. Smith loved his watch very much and regarded it as a symbol of his status. This was a well-known fact in the company. Therefore, no work was done in the office on that day. Everyone had to look for the missing watch.

As for the work that had been left behind on that day, they had to hurry and finish it up today.

This morning, Alvin even needed to rush to the toilet. The landline in the office never stopped ringing. His colleagues took off their ties and tied the phone to their heads. They looked like wounded soldiers wrapped in bandages…

In short, they were so busy that it looked like a battlefield.

And only now at noon, could Alvin have a moment of peace in the cafe.

Outside the window, the sun was blazing. The cement floor was so bright to the point that it was dazzling. The air conditioning in the shop was so cold that it made people shiver. At this time, another mouthful of the bitter coffee to stimulate his nerves would tell him that he was still alive.

“Ding dong.” Alvin’s phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it.

It was a message.

[ Hey, hello! My name is Aurelia. Please date me! ]

…

“Tsk.”

Alvin smacked his lips and turned off the screen, putting his phone back into his pocket.

He pretended he did not see this message.

This was not the first time he had received such a message.

The first message was from a month ago.

At that time, he was still working when he suddenly received a message. The sender introduced herself as Aurelia, and the content of the message was a very direct confession.

Naturally, Alvin thought that it was a scam message so he ignored it.

But this ‘swindler’ did not let him go.

Almost every few days, Aurelia would send similar flirtatious messages and request to establish a relationship with Alvin.

Alvin thought about it and felt that it must be a friend or an enemy who wanted to seduce him and set a trap to humiliate him.

But after asking everyone around him, no one admitted that they had anything to do with it.

Later, the text messages became more and more specific.

For example, “Alvin, I miss you. I want to kiss the mole on your forehead.”

Or, “Alvin, do your wrists still hurt nowadays?”