A Mangaka's Thought

"I TOLD YOU, YOUNG LADY!!! YOU WILL INHERIT THE COMPANY!!" Shouted by my father at the family dinner.

" I SAID NO!! " I protested. I ran across the room with rage, My Blood Boiled, I started steaming. Everything about is fully Red. I barge in my room, I slam shut my doors, the tremor from the door echoed in the room as I jumped to my bed.

My face touched the soft cushion, comforting but not enough. Tears slowly fell to my eyes, I slowly looked up and embraced the pillow beside me.

"Why? Does it always have to be this way?" I cried; I hugged tightly the pillow, like hugging someone else.

"Don't they look at my work? They only care for themselves!" I always wanted to see them, happily look at my work, just once. That's only what I want.

I didn't stop crying that night. I don't know who should I call a friend, the maids tried, but they only care for my parents, I don't understand even if those maids are maids. It was a painful memory, and I tried to swallow it, but it always goes out.

A few months passed, I decided to live with my Aunt, who is a very nice person. She's the type of person who is willing to comfort you, understand you, and befriend you. I prefer her to my parents, she wasn't that rich in money, but she's rich in the family, And I'm thankful for that.

There are a lot of things my Aunt loves about me, but there is one that truly appreciates the most, my Manga. Before I left my house, I found an editor and a publisher who is willing to help me. Volume per Volume, it was a success. She always hugs me, and always takes care of me every time I work hard for it.

The Manga managed to reach nationwide, well International to say. There are fans all around for my work, I've met a lot of people in Anime Expo, Cosplayers and more. It was like a community, no, a family.

"It's getting cold tonight." My editor manages to catch a snowflake, the snow mildly falls tonight.

"Yeah." a cold mist appeared from my mouth, it's truly getting cold.

"Do you wanna go? the concert, I heard it's still on," she asked, she's a fan of the Popstar, she has a lot of her merchandise in her office, which I am very very concerned about. Also, I'm not a Concert type of Person.

"No." I softly declined.

"Oh. Well, take care!!"

"Take care," I repeated to her, as she left with her umbrella.

"It's getting frizzy here." I softly spoke. I looked around and saw a cafe, my favorite one.

I decided to go to the cafe, once I opened the door, the atmosphere, the one that truly makes this place magical. I then remember the comfort of my Aunt's home, now I live here in the condo right top of the cafe.

I was planning to take it out but I realize that the coffee will be getting cold, probably stayed here.

"One Americano please," I ordered, I gave my phone to the counter, good thing they accept Bitcoin.

Good thing I invested in Bitcoin, The order will take some time, so I sat down to a table, a perfect table. paralleled to the window glass. I opened out my laptop to get to work. I opened Word and began writing. Around 500 words, the lady gave me my coffee. It's hot, very hot that it's very warm, which I love about them, not only making quality coffee but also quality.

I sip from my coffee then continue typing, by reaching a thousand words, I notice a guy sitting beside me. It's a young man, blonde hair with glasses, a blue sweater with a black shirt tucked in, and black jeans. He sipped his coffee, while I tried my best to ignore him, I didn't understand my thoughts, I should be busy but what's happening?

My Brain calmed down as I continued my focus, however, the guy started reading a book, wait a minute, That's My Manga!

"That's a Nice Manga you got there." I softly said while typing. Oh God, what did I JUST SAID!!

"Ughh Thanks." WHAT HAVE I DONE?! I NEVER HAD A CONVERSATION WITH A GUY BEFORE!! For more info, My representative talks to other people so I rarely talk to guys and I'm more happy to live alone.

"Say, aren't you the girl from the seventh floor-" he stopped, he began to agitate as he rapidly looked at me and the manga.

"You're Janya Hasuke!??!" He was shocked, I was stunned for a while, I tried to be calm but my mind began to booze.

"Yes." I lift my hands from the keyboard as I look at him calmly.

We had a decent conversation for a while. After some drinks from our coffees, we decided to leave, so I left some tips for the waitress. We went to the elevator, funny how we live in the same building.

"So, your Childhood friend is a Popstar?" I asked him as we entered the door.

"Yeah, kinda funny how we are still close." He scratches his neck, kinda cute.

"Huh," I said.

We reached the 7th floor, we exchanged goodbyes and split. I went to my room, opened my purse to get the keys, opened the door to finally have a rest in the comfy home. I locked my door and undressed immediately, running naked in my room and shut, opened the heater, and finally had a rest.

"So his friend is that stupid Popstar." I will never forget the day what she did, that bitch.

"Wait, if he's on the 11th floor, isn't his neighbor, oh shit."

Two of the most hated people are near to him, I don't have an interest in him but surrounded by those two, it's a war.

"I'm talking to you Soke and... Shana."

And why did I become a Yandere for a few seconds? It's not that I like him or anything….