Do you believe that falling in love with someone It allows people to change whether in their thoughts, actions, or even their tastes. And my preference is that I am one of those people who never believes that statement. Until I met myself. .

I never thought that someone who hates perfume like me would have the day to be so obsessed with the scent of an expensive, luxury brand perfume that I would accidentally buy it just to have fun with it, just because I'm familiar with its scent and like someone who is addicted to it. The scent is so sensual that on days when you don't smell it, you'll feel irritated and restless like a crazy person.

The scent of winter flowers blends perfectly with the scent of sweet fruit, floating faintly in the air. Every time I get close to that girl

“Next in line, number 14, please come to the interview room.”

I said this after receiving a signal from the boss who was in a meeting with executives to call the people who were sitting and waiting for the next job interview. I looked at the person who answered and stood up and walked over to where I was standing. Girl in her early twenties Dressed in a long-sleeved shirt and a polite skirt, he gave me a faint smile, but the bright smile of the person in front of me dazzled me so much that I could only stand silent for a moment.

'cute'

A word popped up in my brain. It was strange for someone like me who had never been shaken by anyone before, that my heart suddenly beat faster when I accidentally looked into those big, clear eyes. The small owner walked to a stop in front of me and asked in a low whisper.

“Can I come in now?”

"Uh...oh, you're welcome. You may come in."

because he was too busy staring at the other person's face Until he almost forgot to do his duty, he hurriedly knocked on the door a few times to ask for permission before opening the door and extending his hand as a signal for the people waiting in front of the room to go inside.

"thank you"

The girl turned around and smiled, but there was a hint of amusement in her eyes. That must have been because I accidentally acted clumsily and made me look completely unprofessional, even though I was waiting in line for thirteen people to be interviewed first. The face was able to function normally, there was nothing that made it appear similar to the plane that had crashed into the air like this.

“I wish you, uh, cha...good luck in the interview.”

The same sentence that had been spoken thirteen times since this morning. It turned into a stammering sentence that seemed too difficult and cold to escape from his mouth, so the smile that was sent seemed to be many times wider than before before the owner of the smile stepped into the room. Leaving only a faint scent of perfume that was as sweet as fruit. Until he accidentally took a deep breath into his lungs and forgot how much he used to dislike the smell of perfume.

“I think you must be crazy for someone who has never worn perfume in over thirty years of existence to suddenly be invited to buy such expensive, famous brand perfume.”

The sweet murmur of my childhood friend spoke and he looked at me with a surprised expression. It was as if the paper bag in my hand was the eighth wonder of the world, when in reality it was a bottle of expensive perfume. Expensive, packed in a luxurious velvet box, worth the price according to the brand's logo on the side of the bag.

"What the hell? You're talking too much. I just want to try to look like someone else."

I could only pretend to shout and cover up the argument with my close friend. Even though you know very well what the reason for deciding to buy is.

“Huh! Where are the other people? Have you ever been interested in the world with anyone? Let alone perfume. Even your clothes have never paid attention to fashion, let alone the perfume that you hate so much. You have to complain to me until my ears are numb every time you get on the subway and meet someone who is bathing in a different perfume. That's it."

“I didn't say I liked this perfume. I just want to try this scent, so why make a big deal out of it?”

The eyes of a close friend looking at me, who was holding the paper bag in his hand tightly against his chest, head to toe, then back up again. Before rolling her eyes, she looked up and sighed loudly, causing people passing by to look at the two of us with strange eyes.

"Ouch! I believe you, the cat has already given birth to eggs. Let me tell you honestly, it's better because your little number fourteen uses this perfume, right? So you came to buy after his younger sibling? Now you act like a fan following his fans, even the perfume he uses?"

It's like a friend found out. So I could only open my mouth, like a fish out of water, arguing back like usual. I didn't know this, and if I didn't tell you, it wouldn't be a good idea to buy anything that I saw Nong Number Fourteen use, whether it was a bag, shoes, a watch, or most recently. Like the perfume in your hand. In the past, he just wanted to try changing his style, but with the one he just bought today, there was a different reason. The only reason was that the young man was sent to the company headquarters for training three times. Months and I won't be able to smell the fragrance. It's been wafting into my nose like usual for a long time. Just after two days have passed, I'm madly irritated. Maybe I'm already addicted to the smell of your perfume.

“Fuck me. It's already very cold. Thank you for being our friend. Let's go home.”

I don't want to argue with my good friend who knows everything anymore. The more I talk, the more I get into it. Just thinking about that smooth, clear face and those big eyes makes my face feel hot, as if I'm about to catch a fever, probably because today's meetings have been too long and the air conditioner in the meeting room is still as cold as if I were at the North Pole. That's why I'd catch a cold. It wouldn't be strange if it came up.

“Well, when it's no longer useful, let's throw it away. Hurry home and spray on your perfume. I have a fitness appointment with my trainer today. When you get back, don't be so distracted that you take the train past the station where you have to get off again.”

A close childhood friend shook his head slightly annoyed and fed up like always. before waving his hand Then walked the other way, leaving me standing alone in the middle of the department store.

When I got home, the first thing I did after going up to the bedroom was opening the perfume bottle. The familiar scent of sweet fruit permeated the air. I inhaled the scent deeply into my lungs. It was as if he had been yearning for a long time, but something was wrong.

“It's not like...it's not this kind of smell.”

I only turned my head and hurriedly walked over to open the window to let the air flow. He used his hand to brush away the dizzying smell that was lingering in the air. Even though I was confident that I had bought it correctly as I had secretly asked, I tried spraying it in the air. It didn't smell as sweet as the scent that radiated from that woman's body at all.

“Or maybe...maybe it's a different generation?”

People who have never used perfume but want to try it because someone is complaining to themselves. Even though I feel a little disappointed about the money, I'll send a message tomorrow and try secretly asking him again.

Damn it! I cannot sleep

There has never been a time when I wanted to rush the day, rush the night, rush the time until morning quickly. I'll be able to wake up early and go to work like tonight. Even though tomorrow there is no meeting or urgent work that will make you worry so much that it is difficult to close your eyes to sleep. But as if something was bothering me, I sat up and reached out to pick up the mobile phone that was on the bedside table and pressed play, hoping that it would help make me feel a little sleepy.

Press into a popular application in the world of social networks, your eyes following what appears on the screen. There are many pictures of people who have previously been followed. Including pictures of food that looks delicious and makes your stomach hungry, pictures of beautiful landscapes, not to mention pictures of celebrities and artists promoting products of various brands. But among those pictures, there was nothing that caught my attention and made me press the heart button to send them to the owner of the picture. This was a good thing because it made me feel like things were boring. Gradually, my eyes started to become heavy and closed until I really wanted to lie down, but my damn hand accidentally slid the screen and came across a picture that instantly made my eyes light up.

A picture of the sweet smile of that cute little girl. Big, bright eyes staring into the camera lens like hundreds of thousands of stars competing to shine brightly and sparkling on the waning moon night made me dazzled. His heart skipped a beat for a moment. It took a long time to realize that he had accidentally stopped breathing when his mouth hung open like a person who had almost died of suffocation.

I kept thinking over and over what exactly had happened to me.

'I don't think you like that perfume. You like that kid more.'

The voice of a dear friend floated into his ears. I quickly turned off the screen and put the phone back in its place, quickly pulling the blanket up to my neck. Close your eyes and try to deny the words your friend keeps repeating in your head. But the more you do it, The image of the smile from just a moment ago became more and more ingrained in my brain, never fading. Suddenly, a light breeze from the air conditioner carried the sweet, sweet scent that was still lingering in the bedroom, causing me to inhale it into my lungs. Until I fall asleep Finally, that night I slept soundly as I wanted and had sweet dreams as well.

Wake up the next morning in an exceptionally bright and cheerful mood. Put on makeup and get ready for work, feeling like you've been resting for hours, even though in reality you've only been able to close your eyes for less than two hours. I picked up a beautifully shaped perfume bottle filled with clear pink water and sprinkled it on my body. The sweet scent reminded me of a dream and I couldn't help but smile so wide my cheeks ached amid the vast field of flowers I looked out over. As far as the eye can see

The girl smiled softly at me, the two of us holding hands and running barefoot on the soft grass together. The little sounds of laughter and playful teasing made me take my eyes off that smooth face. Not at all. I woke up again and the alarm clock had sounded. Even though the various images

In dreams, some will fade away. But the feeling of satisfaction in my heart was still clear. I smile at myself in the mirror.

Maybe...that is the answer that your heart already knows.

Writer's talk

Hello

LovePenguin

Do you still remember me? Disappeared from the world of fiction

YURI

It's been a long time, so when I came back to write again I had to knock out a lot of rust. Send a short story to try first. It's a long story, let's talk about it for a moment. I'll follow you soon.

There isn't much to this plot. Just a small impression that happens in the office It's another encouragement for us to go to work these days. Actually, I'd like to say don't call it a novel. Let's call it a fic.

LovePenguin

It'd be better, haha, because it could just be a fiction that will never come true ^^!

Whoever reads this, please comment on how it was. You will have encouragement to continue writing stories because "1 opinion of the reader is 1 important encouragement for the writer"

Thank you for stopping by and reading.

But...no one is going to secretly look for our number fourteen, right? Don't, please don't, I'm already scared >_<