“Mr. Nakamura,” A voice interrupted my dreams, “It is time to wake up” I rub the sleep out of my eyes then open them. One of the maids stood at the side of my bed with a platter of food for me. She set the platter down on the nightstand.
“Good morning, Mr. Nakamura.”
“Mhm.” I hummed, sitting up. I looked up at her and realized that she was one of the new ones, a maid in training. I smile and held out my hand, wanting her to take it.
She took it hesitantly.
“What’s your name?” I ask, tilting my head.
“Mai, sir.” She bowed her head. I let go of her hand and studied her briefly. She had a small round face, with a portion of her long black hair, covering half of it.
“Nice to meet you, Mai.” I smiled warmly. She bowed her head again, a small smile creeping onto her lips. I looked over at the platter of food on my nightstand.
“What’s for breakfast?” I asked her.
“Pancakes and a cheese omelet.” She spoke quietly but clearly. I smiled again, taking the platter and setting it down on my lap.
"An American style breakfast today?" I asked, looking up. She nodded. "You may leave." She bowed and scurried off.
The day began with a blue satin shirt and skinny jeans, my father bought me converses from America so I wore those too. My valet drove me to school.
I was greeted by pretty waves and flirtatious smiles. Out of kindness, I waved back and smiled. I stepped out and headed towards the entrance.
"Hey, Nakamura!"
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