Chapter 1 - Yanee (2/2)
Well, she did – at least most of the time. All the men she interviewed were all awesome gentlemen, except one: Tohru James.
A literal man of a few words.
Yanee had a feeling that the only reason why he agreed to be interviewed was because someone forced him to. The week she spent interviewing him was beyond stressful. Asking him questions was like extracting answers from an electric pole.
The only time she ever got some kind of a genuine reaction from him was when she stated plainly that she didn't believe in office romances. Yanee couldn't remember how the topic came up in their conversation one day, but when it did and she answered like that, the guy somehow looked at her for the first time with interest.
Well, interest like interested in talking to her finally, not the ”hey sėxy, let me take you for a ride” kind of interest. Since then, she was finally able to ask questions that he answered willingly, and she was able to finish her articles and submit her ȧssignment on time.
”I'm so jealous. I want to go on a vacation like you,” Chummy ġrȯȧnėd as Yanee shifted on her heels again to pick up the paper bag from the floor and handed her friend her souvenir from the islands.
”Then why don't you? Aren't you also finished with your ȧssignment?”
Chummy was ȧssigned to interview young and successful chefs for their food magazine. She started later than Yanee on her project, but Yanee was sure that she should have been finished with her work as well.
”I am,” Chummy answered blandly, the light dying from her brown eyes that made Yanee frown.
Her friend was the ultimate happy girl, ergo the nickname Chummy. To see her signature smile off her face replaced by a poker expression was concerning. It was understandable that she tensed, waiting for the bad news.
Yanee couldn't understand but something told her that something unnatural happened at work, and it seemed to be something that she wouldn't like. Well, kind of…
She silently prayed that it wasn't that bad. She just recently had her big break which meant she had proven that she's capable of handling big ȧssignments. It was her chance to make it huge in the field she had chosen.
She just wished that her luck wouldn't run out. If she let the door of opportunity close on her, who knew when would she be able to have a chance to prove herself again.
”Yanee, our company was suddenly bought by another company. We have new management now.”
If jaws could literally drop on the floor, Yanee's would have been there right at that moment in her shock. She was just thinking about the door of opportunities closing on her. But this news not only made the door close – it closed on her face with a loud bang.
”WHAT”