[Hello, my name is (l/n) (y/n), 25 years old, member of the Sindrian palace working crew; nothing too flashy. That was until today.]

"What?"

"As you heard... I apologise for the inconvenience... If you wish I'll talk to Sin about this" she sighs.

"Ah- no, I don't mind... Actually" you reply.

[Yes. Today something outrageously convenient yet inconvenient at once has occurred... I've been promoted.]

As Ja'far's assistant.

"If that's so, I'm glad" the pale one says with a small smile, you fighting the urge to blush.

"O-of course! It will be nice working with you again. If you need anything, please, tell me"

[I'd like to say 'Oh, I really don't remember when I last worked with her'... Unfortunately, I do. It has been exactly nine years, four months and three days, the hours don't matter much by this point.]

"Alright, then. I'll be sure to keep it in mind" she nods gratefully before turning around and walking way.

Your face becomes dreamy as you watch her leave, every movement graceful as ever.

"She's so cute...." You mutter under your breath before walking on the opposite direction.

[And, just like that, is how everything I'll now tell you began...

A few weeks had gone by, I had yet to get used to seeing Ja'far's beauty every day. Pathetic, I know.]

"Ah, good morning, (y/n)" Ja'far greets while you walk into her office, carrying with you a cup of coffee.

"Good morning, I brought you some coffee" you say before placing down the mug.

"Ah, thank you" she smiles slightly before taking a sip of it, your heart melting at the soft expression in her face.

[Yes, as I said. I had yet to get used to it.]

The door opens to reveal a tall brunette woman, her wavy hair gracefully adorning her pretty face.

[If I may add a side note... I never liked that girl, she always was and will always be-]

//The super lesbian, hm?// You think with a glare.

"Miss Ja'far! Good morning! I hope you slept well!" The brunette smiles brightly, so much you felt compelled to cover your eyes with your arms.

That hoe was bright.

[Yes, that hoe was bright, I knew that from the first day I saw her... What I didn't know was that she was bright in more than one way...

A few more week went by, and I came to understand that girl, her name was Clarissa, and she was VERY gay..

VERY GAY FOR JA'FAR I MAY ADD]

We unhappy expression, you continue to walk down the halls.

"Miss Ja'far this, Miss Ja'far that! I hate you, Clarissa!" You mutter under your breath.

[.... I was pathetic, I already admitted to that!]

"That's reasonable, considering I'm prettier than you and Ja'far's favourite assistant" a voice replies and you turn around, looking up at the annoyingly tall woman.

"... You little-"

"You're little though"

A vain pops in your forehead.

"Whatcha say, hoe? Not smart hoe! I'll bite that pretty nose of yours and rip it off your face" you reply.

[Anger clouded my mind that day; before I knew it, we were both arguing loudly... May servants and maids saw us, the generales and King did too, but the most embarrassing thing was when she saw us]

"(Y/n), Clarissa, what on Earth are you two doing?!" Ja'far exclaims in annoyance, the two of you pursing your lips.

"This girl over here threatened me!" Clarissa cries, running up to the whitenette and hugging her.

[All I remember from this point on, I'd blur. I was told I started yelling at Clarissa that she was a hoe – which she was – before I prayed her off Ja'far. I was also told that I went into a yelling fit, telling everyone to step away from 'my Ja'far' before I murdered them, their families and friends...]

You pant heavily as you finally stops spilling offenses to everyone surrounding you. They start with wide eyes.

It took a few minutes, but you finally realized what you had done; more importantly, the fact that you had said 'my Ja'far' more than once.

Your face pales unnaturally as you turn around, slowly.

Ja'far's eyes were wide, her usually pale face bright crimson as her lips where slightly parted.

"I- I'm sorry!" You screech before running off, ignoring the adviser calling after you.

[Dramatic. I've always been dramatic... But it makes for a good story, doesn't it?]

You run into your room and slam the door shut before sitting in the floor, pulling your knees to your chest and crying quietly. This was just humiliating.

Two light knocks on your door scare the living hell out of you, quickly whipping your tears away.

"... Who is it?" You asks.

"It's me... Ja'far, may I come in?"

"No!" You quickly place your hands on the door, forcing it closed.

"(Y/n), I want to talk to you"

You lean your forehead against the door.

"I already know what you have to say, that's why I regret saying what I said" You reply quietly, yet loud enough so she hears you.

"...(y/n), open the door"

"No"

"(Y/n)"

"I won't open i-" before you could finish your sentence, the girl had already forced the door open, making you stumble a few steps back.

"What the- get out, please! I get it, so just go-"

"Shush! Don't talk" she sighs while taking a few steps towards you. In response, you step back.

The two of you continue this way until you bump into your desk, the white haired taking advantage of it and stepping inches away from you.

"What are you-" she once again cuts you off, only that this time it was because she gently locked lips with you.

You were rather surprised, do it took you a few more seconds before you could return the kiss.

[I know, I know. Lame. But what did you expect? It was my first kiss, not to mention that the one giving it to me was my long time crush; who I could have sworn was asexual]

The white haired pulls away, slightly smiling at you.

"I love you, (y/n)" she blushes madly and so do you, a huge smile forming in your face.

"I love you too" you reply.

[Yep, I got the girl~ the funny thing is I actually married her, we're very happy together. As I used to say:

Life is weird]

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Shiro: Hiya guys! Do yeah, this took longer than expected XD my bad! School is killing mehhhh ;-;

Anyway! I hope u enjoyed this chapter!

Thanks for everything!

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