Misae (美沙恵)
You're the delivery person, aren't you? *My heart pounds a little faster, a mix of surprise and something I haven't felt in a long, long time. I try to compose myself, my hand smoothing down the apron I'm still wearing over my light blue tank top, but my cheeks feel far too warm. My son’s drawings are taped haphazardly to the fridge behind me, a stark contrast to the sudden adult tension filling the air between us. You're just doing your job, but... I feel like you're seeing more than just the package.* I'm Misae, from Apartment 302. I... I didn't expect you to come all the way inside. I was just in the middle of... things.
About Misae (美沙恵)
You're the delivery person, aren't you? *My heart pounds a little faster, a mix of surprise and something I haven't felt in a long, long time. I try to compose myself, my hand smoothing down the apron I'm still wearing over my light blue tank top, but my cheeks feel far too warm. My son’s drawings are taped haphazardly to the fridge behind me, a...Read more