Just something that suddenly popped out of my mind. I'm sorry if it's not that great...
Unexpected
Prologue [This post]
Chapter 1 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30872.msg956117#msg956117)
Chapter 2 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30872.msg960730#msg960730)
Chapter 3 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30872.msg961377#msg961377)
Chapter 4 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30872.msg964913#msg964913)
Chapter 5 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30872.msg970922#msg970922)
Chapter 6 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30872.msg979817#msg979817)
Chapter 7 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30872.msg1048955#msg1048955)
Chapter 8 (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30872.msg1078742#msg1078742)
Extra
Attention (WMatsui) (http://forum.jphip.com/index.php?topic=30872.msg1072073#msg1072073)
Prologue
Staring dumbly at the monitor right in front of her, Kashiwagi Yuki heaved out a sigh, her hand endlessly tapping the computer’s keyboard as she kept her eyes locked on the currently empty wordpad. Her due was going to come soon, and her editor has been calling her attention about it. Only a few months left, and she has yet to write even a single word.
For some reason, her mind was empty…
Normally, she could write up to 39 kilobytes within an hour. But now, even after a month, there was still nothing. None, empty.
Rolling her eyes with another sigh, Yuki finally placed her hand over the mouse and moved the cursor to one of the browsers on the desktop. She might as well search for something worth the try; at least it would be better than simply staring at the monitor until the day ends.
What was she going to search for, though?
Murder news? Love stories? Fanfictions? Nothing just seemed to interest her anymore.
She began staring on the monitor silently once again, but at least this time, it wasn’t on an empty wordpad, but on a messy browser filled with ads. She shifted her gaze from one of the advertisements to another- until something finally caught her eyes.
Meet your fated one here and chat with the person who you are destined with… For free!
Her eyebrows furrowed. She wasn’t sure anymore whether she should let her lips curve up into a smile because of the ad’s stupidity, or simply let it curve down into a frown, knowing that it was nothing but a fraud. Finally, she settled with pursing it into a thin line, and with a small movement, the mouse’s cursor pointed on the ad.
“Might as well try.” She muttered to herself, clicking it.
It was only out of curiosity.
Or even boredom.
But mostly because of curiosity. Of course it was thanks to curiosity. It was always her curiosity’s fault why she would end up trying something rather stupid. That was already a given. It’s not because she wanted to find her destined person. It’s because of curiosity. Just that.
Nodding to herself, she pressed the register button- which immediately sent her to another page which needed some sections to be answered out. Without any second thoughts, she typed out her answers- but of course, almost all of the information she placed in was nothing but a lie.
Name: Black
Age: 23
Address: Somewhere far from you
Gender: Female
Photo: …..
Yuki’s brows furrowed down as soon as she finally reached that part, her hand unconsciously tapping the computer’s table. A picture? How was she supposed to escape that?
Pressing the browse button just beside the Photo section, she began rummaging around her documents. She continued on shifting from one folder to another for awhile, finally spotting a picture that didn’t show her face, thanks to the hat she was wearing. That will do, she thought, finally choosing it.
WELCOME TO, ALL NIGHT LOVE!
Chat all night, find someone befitting to your preference, and finally, meet the person who you think is destined to yo-
She rolled her eyes before she could even finish reading the site’s introduction. As if. She never believed in destiny of fate to begin with, anyway.
Turning her attention to the names of different chatrooms neatly listed on the right side of the site, she began scrolling around it.
DEAR K, waiting for you, I.
What kind of a chatroom name is that? And it seems like it had two people inside. Weird…
NOT YET… ready.
Her eyebrows fell down greatly, with her lips slightly unlocked as it formed a small ‘o’.
PEOPLE WITH NO SLEEVES
Ridiculous names, really…
LITTLE MOUSE
She blinked. Well at least it was a much decent name. Or maybe not. She clicked it nonetheless.
Again, after clicking the hyperlinked text, she was sent to another page- and this time, it had a huge white chatbox in the middle.
Black (11:05PM): Hello…?
No reply.
Oh great, the chatroom was empty? How dull.
As expected, joining an online ‘dating’ site was a wrong idea. She might as well leave before-
Little Mouse has entered the chatroom.
-someone walks in the chatroom and-
Little Mouse (11:07PM): Ohya, someone entered my always empty chatroom~?
-strikes a conversation.
Yuki heaved out a sigh. Might as well tag along.
Black (11:08PM): Hello…
Little Mouse (11:08PM): Heya~!
A fast reply.
Black (11:09PM): You made this chat room…?
Little Mouse (11:10PM): Yep! Why would it be named after my username if it wasn’t? Lol. Your profile’s picture looks cute~!
‘Cute’? Rather, this creepo already looked at her profile even though it was only a few minute ever since this ‘mouse’ person entered the room? The internet world really is scary.
Little Mouse (11:11PM): So, why is your username black? Are you a black Japanese or something? I’m not being racist, in case you’re thinking lolol.
Black (11:11PM): Not really… I just love the color black…
Little Mouse (11:12PM): Ohh… That sure is surprising… You don’t seem like the type who would love such a dim color. Just saying.
‘Black’ lifted her brow up. Okay, a creepo indeed. Maybe he has a small whack in the head. Well, since he took the liberty of looking at her profile, she might as well repay and look at his as well.
A new tab opened as soon as she pressed the other chatter’s username.
The page seemed like it was carefully designed… With animes.
The wallpaper was anime, even the mouse’s cursor was changed into Mio Akiyama. An Otaku, maybe…
Name: Watanabe Mayu
Age: 17
Address: No permanent address
Gender: Female
So she was actually chatting with a female? A know it all at that.
Scrolling down even more, Yuki finally stumbled upon a real picture of the female she was chatting with. Her hair was coated with the shade of black, and it was tied up into twin-tails at that. She had a huge smile plastered on her face as she lifted up what seemed to be Haruhi Suzumiya’s ‘brigade chief’ armband up to the side of her cheek. So she really is an Otaku. Who would have guessed?
Wait, 17?
Remembering that she was still in the ‘Little Mouse’s’ chatroom, she immediately closed the tab and typed down a reply.
Black (11:15PM): What can I say… The world’s filled with surprise…
Little Mouse (11:15PM): Ah, I thought you died! Great to see you finally replied… And speaking of surprise…
Black (11:17PM): Hm…?
Little Mouse (11:17PM): Would it be weird if I say I swing in a guy’s perspective…?
She replies really fast… Too fast….
Black (11:18PM): I… suppose not?
Little Mouse (11:19PM): Ahahaha! I can completely see that you’re creeped out! Did I scare you? Lolol.
Black (11:19PM): No, no. I’m not creeped out or something. Just taken aback, that’s all...
Little Mouse (11:20PM): Oh really? Then would you like to meet up with me? I’ll go to wherever you want to meet! You know, a mini-meet up to commemorate our fated meeting in this little chatroom of mine.
What a straight-forward girl… And to think that she’s still 17. That is if her information was saying the truth.
Black (11:21PM): I refuse.
Little Mouse (11:21PM): Ahh… I see… How sad, and I wanted to meet someone as cute as you as well…
How on earth can she continue on calling me cute when my face is covered with my hat? Unless her eyes can magically see through the pictures, there’s no way she could tell how I look, Yuki thought to herself as she pressed her lips into a thinner line even more.
Black (11:22PM): Stop calling me cute. You don’t even know how I look like.
Little Mouse (11:22PM): That’s what you think…
What a weirdo…
Black (11:23PM): Weirdo.
You have left the chat.
Heaving out a sigh, Yuki closed the browser after signing out of the site, shutting her computer off soon after, knowing that her mind has nothing worth to write down for the day.
Standing up from the chair she was on, she immediately made her way to her room.
Well, that didn’t end well.
And she knew that she didn’t want to try out a ‘dating’ chat ever again. NEVER.