So Off

A classy nook paired with a minimalist bookshelf can be found near a gray couch adjacent to a single sized bed in white and gray accent pillow and beddings where Angel was lying. It was a modern-classic and stylish room.

The silence that had covered the room for thirty minutes was suddenly broken with a disturbing sound which made Michael be alarmed from his nap on the modern wooden chair where he was resting. Then, he came to his senses when he found where the sound was coming from.

The sound was from Angel. She was snoring out loud but still so beautiful.

Michael looked at his wrist watch. It was almost midnight so he went to wake Angel up. When he was already beside the bed, Michael did not know how to wake her up from a sweet sleep. It took more than a minute for him to finally decide and wake Angel up.

Angel sensed that someone was staring at her so she lazily opened her eyes to scold that someone who is disturbing her from a beauty sleep. When she finally opened her eyes at the left side of the bed, Angel saw her reflection in a big mirror with a man standing at the back of her, about to reach her.

She immediately took down the man with her Judo Karate skills. And the man shouted in pain.

They both went down on the floor where she was at the top of the man and about to hit her right hand to the man's neck.

"Angel Pitters Lee!" The man shouted in fear.

Angel's hand stopped closely to the man's neck upon hearing her complete name. He intensely looked at the man's horrified face. It took a while before she finally realized it was Michael.

"Are you for real?" Michael uttered with great annoyance on his face.

"Yes, I am!" Angel replied in instant, with so much pride and suspicion in her eyes.

"And what's with the look of your eyes? Don't you think you should be ashamed?"

Angel was trying to understand and to absorb his words.

"Don't make me regret helping you, Angel!" Michael was in fume.

Angel's brain was recalling the events in its memory.

***

Angel felt heavy. She was controlling her eyes and keeping her body still but her system seemed to be out of her hands.

'I am not ready to be an Angel in heaven yet. I still want to become a legendary Angel on earth, in fashion and modelling industry.' Then, she saw Michael turn upside down.

Michael was furious. He walked like a lightning with both hands on his waste while his eyes widened and his nose and lips can't be settled upon his disbelief with Angel's instant disappearance.

He was on his way to the door when the edge of his sight had caught something off as he passed through his table. He looked back right away and his eyes widened upon seeing Angel lying on the floor unconscious.

Michael did not think of anything but to check on her immediately. He was calm but cautious. His actions seemed to be calculated like he knew what to do in that kind of situation. He carried her.

***

Finally, she had already grasped her memory. She looked around the room and looked at Michael with malicious face.

"Pervert!" Angel hugged herself while her face was in meaningful awe.

"Oh!" Michael was in disbelief at how she called him and how she reacted.

"Look at who's perverted now?" Michael with widened eyes glanced back and forth from Angel's face to her body position.

Angel frowned as she looked at herself and found her thighs slightly revealed by her black dress that was dragged up due to her legs restricting Michael to move his body. But on the other angle, she was like seducing and harassing him. After realizing it, she unmindfully stood up.

"Oh! No! No!" Michael closed his eyes in a blink with great frustration. "Heavens! Protect my innocent mind!"

Noticing what Michael meant, Angel stepped aside immediately. 'Uh! What's wrong with you Angel? Are you absurd? Where's your class and dignity?' Angel scolded herself deep within.

Michael stood up and fixed himself from the awkward situation. Then, he went to the bathroom without any word.

"That's so off Angel!" Angel sounded after letting off a huge sigh, thinking how undignified she was.

Meanwhile, Michael was still composing himself from a total eruption that Angel made him.

"You are such a devil, Angel!" He uttered while pointing himself in the mirror, as if he was talking to Angel.

He recalled how frustrated he was in the last three days looking for her. Especially upon realizing that he had a big problem. He did not get her name! He was too distracted and excited with the idea of having her got his milk tea ready everyday without realizing that he was not able to get her name at all. It was his first time to slip away such composure and wit dealing with opportunities.

Michael is a kind of man that makes sure everything is perfect and according to his plan especially when the situation favors him.

Angel looked for her bag and found it at the couch. She took it and walked through the door but her hand was held and was dragged back inside the room. Her body lightly twisted and had faced closely to Michael. Angel unintentionally smelled Michael's masculine scent and momentarily stared at his face.

'You are undeniably handsome my dear.' Angel thought and studied his lips. But her thoughts were cut from the sound of the door being closed.

"Clasped!"

"What the heck Angel?" Angel blurted out from her dirty mind and out from her shock on the sudden sound.

Michael looked at her a little confused on what she had said.

"I mean what the heck Michael?" Angel's face was guilty of something but trying to act innocent.

"You can't just walk out from this room that easy." Michael expressed with complete calmness and seriousness on his face.

Angel felt uneasy not with the words she heard but how Michael delivered it while still holding the door knob. She felt the danger but as soon as Michael let go of the door knob, her heart calmed down a bit.

"We need to talk so please sit down first." Michael was still calm and serious.

Angel could not resist Michael's politeness. He was asking her with that sense of assurance that nothing wicked would happen to her so she followed his request without a word.

Just as soon as Angel had seated herself, Michael turned around and locked the door.

Looking at what Michael did, Angel's body was frozen while her mind went crazy. Gripping her bag tightly was the only thing her body responded.