A short slender woman enters the room filled with piled up boxes behind the desk, with a food tray in one hand while documents on the other. Wriggling her nose, unable to keep her eyes straight when those objects are distracting her.
‘The itch won’t disappear –’ Mika subtly rubs her nose. ‘– Since those things appeared.’ Glancing over those clutter behind the representative’s desk.
“Here it is, Miss Ether.”
Placing the folder near the center then the food tray beside it. Standing, waiting for the following instructions to be giv
A new day has arrived and every single employee in the Full Moon Organization is doing their respective job, diligently. When Mika enters the office of Jessica Ether, she finds her reading while pacing back and forth in front of her desk. Despite the door creaking, the representative seems so absorbed by her activity that she did not notice her assistant entering. Mika sees the books stocked up on the desk with no space to put anything on. So, she turns a blind eye and just does her job. “Representative?” No answer and continue to read. “Representative?” Still no answer until the older woman inhales deeply. “Representative Jessica Ether!” Raising her voice higher than what the other person has heard from her. Startles from it and closes the same looking journal on her hand. “Good morning, representative. At nine in the morning, you will have a meeting with the other depa
Two, four, six, eight, ten years pass by and the pups are now in their early teens, getting ready for their secondary gender test in their school with the guidance of their teachers, nurses and doctors. Those years were not easy for everyone, especially to Leo and Luke, from sleepless nights, some uncertain days, the unstable emotions from stress and from balancing their daily lives with their kids and restaurant. “It is a peaceful morning, isn’t it?” Sipping their coffee at the first floor while looking out the window and how the chirping of the birds subtly fading and getting further away. The soothing washing of the waves to the shores and the giggles of their daughters upstairs. Leo hums but giggles as he glances up the ceiling. “Except for that one.” “Well, they are almost done and within five minutes, they will be running down. So, let’s start preparing their breakfast and lunch boxes.”
The sudden death of Mika causes a downpour of sadness, tears, and condolences from the people that know the family – even from the mainland. The usual bright, noisy and peaceful mornings the Sager had has disappeared on the drain. Kate and Kaye refused to go to school to mourn with their parents and to be with them, together as a family. The small fragile hands are gently rubbing their parents’ back then to their shoulders with a squeeze before embracing them. The pair decided to close their restaurant for the time being while they grieve and try to put up a strong face when remembering the brief moments they had with their mother.
Peeking out of the rear window of the house, he found a mysterious-looking old man in black and gray robe, sitting at the boulder near the dense pine cone forest. The gloomy, scary, and lightless forest made the North Mountains notorious from numerous missing hunters to wild animal attacks, which is located at the back of their house. Someone is tagging the hem of his shirt and he turned around to see his younger twin brother, Leo, looking up to him. “What are you doing, Luke?” the younger one asked. “Looking outside. There is an old man sitting near the forest.” &nb
Waking up from that nostalgic dream. Everyone else sleeping while Luke was awake, alone, has been a normal routine for him – a comfortable time to move around the house without being cautious of his surroundings. Five in the morning, it is quiet, cold, but he loves it. Getting out of his white fluffy blanket and slipped his blue cottoned house slippers on. Luke neatly tucked it into the foam and flatly pressed the visible creases. Dusting off both pillows and positioning it upright to the headboard. He satisfyingly purred when he locked both hands and stretched it up as high as he could. “That feels good.” Contently mumbled to himself while he placed his hands on the waist. Luke grabbed his heat
Slipping on his school shoes with his brown backpack and not forgetting to check inside his bag before heading out of the house. Locking it from the inside and twisted the doorknob while slightly pushing it in. It did not open and Luke was ready to go. He quietly and calmly strolled his way to the train station while keeping his eyes on the road to avoid unnecessary incidents from his own clumsiness. Passing by a few houses with housewives cleaning up their lawn, they met each other’s eyes and greeted one another a ‘good morning’ and a sweet motherly smile. Picking up a few garbage from the street and pocketing it before he could properly throw it in the trash bin. When he found it, he threw it in the right bin and sprayed some alcohol on his hands. &nb
Pushing back and forth his body off the ground while keeping it straight and contracting a few muscles. The bullet sweats drop on every part of him but he is still focused on the exercise he is doing until the alarm ticks off. Huffing and wiping his sweat on his face while he took the worn shirt and wiped it on his body. Proceeding to the annoying noise that echoes throughout the room and seeing the yellow note that he did not notice when he woke up earlier.
“Hey mister president. Why are you taking your sweet time?” A person was creepingly whispering to Luke’s ears and that person’s breath was hitting the ticklish part of his neck. Nervously trying to collect himself as his senses are all over the place and could not predict on who it is and what is his motives. Attempting to take his hands off his eyes, the grip is too strong and Luke’s sweat is as big as bullets that run down from his forehead to that person’s hand. “You smell like an omega. Are you an omega, President?” He continued that seductive but suspicious tone on Luke and he could feel his body behind him, hovering