She demon

In contrast to how late I slept, I woke up early and spirited. It's indeed quality over quantity. I had so much complicated feelings yesterday that I couldn't even sleep yet there wasn't as much as an ounce of stress in me today. Feeling good, I decided to take a long bath.

The bath was enjoyable and I even put on facial mask and treated my face with vitamins. Looking at the clock hanged on the wall, I still had more time so I decided to dress up more beautifully.

Normally I would wear a simple black or white oversize blues and simple black jeans. Then, I would top that with simple breaded hair and round glasses. Making a typical pushover nerd style. I had come up this look through a long research in novels and webtoons.

However today I choose to wear white blues and a dark blue matching oversize suit and pants, and of course no glasses, the same I wore a week ago. Only difference was the color of the suit, blue instead of black.

I actually didn't have much of a color choice, all my clothes were either dark blue, dark brown or black. Even my few party outfits were in those colors. After all one of my life's mottos is to avoid the spotlight.

'Not in the slightest attractive', I thought as I looked in the mirror. Even I don't find myself pretty. I should have took that leave of absence sooner. Hate to admit it but I agree with grandmother's remark about me looking like a ghost. The large clothes looked even larger as I had lost a few pounds under those torturous professors working me to my bones. Really, what was the point of all the torture I endured?

Yesterday, I received my exam results. Looking at my indifferent face again, I dictated to myself " I'm happy! Now I don't have to worry about anyone recognizing me at the hospital. I don't have to act like a pathetic pushover anymore! All the torture to keep my cover was worth it!" 

The face in the mirror didn't seem that convinced..

"Now I that I am a cardiologist I won't have to worry about starving. I should be happy, if I ever run out of money I can easily find a great job!"my voice was shaking, my face in mirror was panting and red and my facial expression looked pretty odd too! But why should I be angry? I'm happy I have reached my goal..

It's not like I expected a party to be thrown in honor of my achievements. I can't be angry. If I were to be angry, who would I even be angry at? Everything was my own choices. I didn't explain anything to anyone and I didn't want anyone to know. Being angry would make everything meaningless..

"I'm not angry.." I said as I looked away from the person in the mirror and went to the small kitchen in my dormitory apartment. This small kitchen was what made my life a lot more bearable.

I have always been a foodie and now thank's to grandfather I could satisfy myself. I have been craving hot ramen since the previous night. I didn't make it at that time so I didn't wake to a puffy face, however now I'm gonna indulge myself. 

Opening the fridge I took out the fresh spring onions I had bought yesterday, the last two eggs, a small onion, two slices of garlic, a small jalapeno and tomato paste. Like that my fridge was emptied. Which is a relief since I'm moving out today.

I couldn't possibly have my new son come live in this dormitory. 'Well, actually I would do that if I hadn't handed in my resignation letter.' I thought as I minced the pilled onion and poured it in the hot oil. 

I washed the eggs and put them in a small pot. Poured cold water over the eggs and put the pot on the stove. Turned on the heat and let it boil.

As the saying goes "You no nothing about your tomorrow". Had I known I would adopt a child I would have remained put for a bit longer, so I could find a place after all I was in a leave of absence. 'Now, I not only have to buy a car but most possibly also a house.' I thought while adding the jalapeno, pasted garlic and tomato paste to the golden colored onions.

Looking at the clock I took the egg pot and drained the hot water and poured cold water over the hard boiled eggs. Simple chemistry. If you change the temperature immediate you will stopp reactions from happening between the egg white and egg yolk resulting in a yellow egg white instead of a gray one. Just like a relationship, if you don't act fast it will change into something ugly.

After peeling the eggs I sliced them to half. It was a bit runny, my calculations seem to have been a bit off, but it was not like I couldn't eat them. Noting the mistake, I took the kettle and poured hot water over the sauce. A bit of salt, let it boil and the sauce is done. 

Opening the cabinet door, I took my two remaining Humble ramens. This brand was the only one that matched my taste. They wouldn't go saggy easy. 

The packaging says 5 minute, so 3 minutes should do the work for me. A perfectly chewy ramen. This time as I put the nudels in the boiling sauce I set my timer.

00:03:00

"Chop, chop, chop.." I sliced my spring onion after washing them. 

"Should I brew coffee?", I asked myself tapping on my stomach. 

"Nah! who eats ramen with coffee?", I replied to myself like the crazy being I was and poured a huge glas of cold water.

"Beep, beep.."

I turned off the alarm and then turned off the stove as I took the pot to the table, where my cold water and spring onions were waiting.

I took a pair of chopsticks and spoon, downed the onions in the pot and started eating as I thanked god for another day of living.

"Fuuu, fuhh..", I blow the nudels and slurped in the rich burning yet sweet texture.

Nudels, sauce, water, nudels, sauce..

After finishing the whole pot, I couldn't feel my tung anymore yet it was quite satisfying.

Looking at the clock, I decided to call a cab. As I waited for the cab, I cleaned up the crime scen, drowned myself in perfume and covered my slightly swollen lips with a mild pink lipstick. 

I don't use makeup, specially any bold colored one. I was told that I look like demon when I do that.

"Wow Dawn, mascara and red lipstick matching with your black hair, your dark blue eyes and white face make you a total a demon."

Arriving at the destination, I stopped daydreaming, paid the chauffeur and got off the cab. It hit me the first time too, but this building is overwhelmingly huge. It was more correct to call it a skyscraper as it's more than 500 meters tall. Well, still not as overwhelming as chairman Brights 1000 meters company building.

Arriving in the lobby, a stern looking middle aged woman, with a name tag stating "chef secretary Mona Watson", was waiting for me and showed me to the same office I had visited the other day.