'My name is Klein Moretti, but in truth, i go by many names, why? I don't know, i simply for some reason found myself living with many, but my real name, Zhou Mingrui, and i am simply an overworked office worker, just your typical everyday guy.' Klein sat by his chair on his cubicle, reminiscing with his head looking up at the ceiling with eyes deep in his mind, thinking nothing and everything at the moment.
Outside his cubicle were the murmurs and distant conversation of his coworkers talking with one another like a usual day in the office, some could be find like him, just being with themselves in quiet and peace as the clock continued to tick by, close to leaving their working hours.
'What is the point of life, exactly? Why am i alive, why are we alive?' he thought. 'People always told people that it is to make your own meaning as there is no meaning, we are simply living in it. I kinda agree, like how come we are making stuff out of another thing, and indulged ourselves with it. Food, phones, games, clothing... that doesn't sound bad, now is it.' Klein instinctively clutched in his fingers, interlocked all 10 together.
'But also, can you imagine making ourselves suffer for it for the simple act of indulgence with the things we create, but limited in it because of other people's own desire. Good or bad, why is life exactly like this? There's gotta be more than just living everyday, waking up, eating, working, making love with your lover- tho, im single right now, and i think it will go that way till the day i die...' a bit sad, Klein's eyes overlooking through the top ceiling, a bead of tear escaped from the side of his eyes from the lights and burning feeling seeping through his pupils.
'There is Arianna...' Klein then took out his eyes and darted out from his cubicle to wander around, now looking over a woman with raven black hair, having a conversation with other people in the office floor they are on. 'She's beautiful, she's kind, she could be considered the gem and muse of our company due to her traits. She would go on to be successful as time passed by, for her kindness would be repayed back by life also being kind to her, isn't that great? What about me, i simply live the way i want, like anybody else, but overtime, it appears i would be stucked till the rest of my days, living the same thing- suffering the same thing.' Klein seeing Arianna smile honestly, laughing earnestly with everyone, he in turn couldn't help but smile within his own cubicle in the office floor, although, she couldn't notice him at the moment.
'If making meaning to ones life is the whole meaning itself, then why does life exactly enforces upon such a lethargic succession of failures through our actions, despite the fact we've been too kind in turn with other people's- are other people would be the reason too... If they have their own reasons that in many ways could oppose or hinder our own progress, such as greed or pride backing them, isn't that hilarious, how come when we could've reached the top all together, we're instead fighting against each other to get through it?' delving deeper into the void, the silence surrounding Klein became more enigmatic, making rather focused within oneself.
'There are many reasons such as resources, or limitations of ones own capabilities, but that's the reason why our mind evolved through all these years, to get around and through all sorts of problems. I refuse such limitations.'
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"What are you thinking about, Sherlock?" out of nowhere, the same gothic blonde woman appeared behind Klein and opened her mouth to initiate a conversation.
Time was close to their closing hours, and as everybody was already done with their works, Klein with his open monitor, 90% mostly done through his files, was instead relaxing and thinking deeply instead.
"An existential crisis?" Klein replied rather nonchalantly.
"Well, get back to work then, Boss Ami is gonna get mad if you failed to submit your work then!" Sharron responded with a hint of concern over Sherlock's situation due to how often he gets scolded by their boss.
Still, for some reason, this made the man, Klein Moretti or Sherlock Moriarty to form a smirk on his face in response to Sharron's worry over him. Playfully, he giggled with silence with himself before replying in full.
"... Hey, Sharron, do you believe in Aliens?" a question out of nowhere came out.
"Huh, what kind of question is that? Of course they are real, if they are not, then how come we are the only living beings in the universe, its a common sense that there are Aliens. It is simply they are hindered by some unknown force we could only answered currently with a paradox theory, is it not." Sharron with her mouth, blurted out something akin you would never expect a goth lady like her to say out loud.
"He.... If you know so much about stuff like that, then could you explain why don't you still have a boyfriend? I mean-"
All of a sudden, Klein Moretti was found on his chair with a huge red slapped mark on his cheeks as something akin to a volcanic eruption erupted within a certain goth blonde woman, expressing her anger. "Ouch." he caressed his cheeks, feeling the burning hot tender from within his skin. Through Klein's brown eyes, he could see from afar the figure of a goth office worker trudging angrily through the hall.
"Damn it..." Klein refuted, not at Sharron, but at his own disgust seeing at how he might be taking it a little too much with his teasing. Yet still, getting slapped by a woman, might not be so bad if he's into that kind of thing. However, dangerous still for someone with a weak and skinny body like he is.
While Klein felt his cheeks with his hands, from behind, at the other side of his cubicle, certain high heels were taking its steps, clacking through the hall for all the crowd within the office floor to hear. Once again, everyones eyes were set towards the source of the clacking sounds in deep admiration, and jealousy as they already know where this is headed.
"Slam I wonder... why do you keep teasing Mr Goth Lady over there, do you perhaps have a crush on her or something?" with a slam on the cubicle wall, the wolf like lady with a thick set of contacts for her glasses, concealing her eyes from behind, opened her mouth with a rather loud tone for the man sitting inside the space. "If you do, just say so, im pretty sure she would reject you anyway... But that at the very least would get whatever feeling you have over your chest."
"Miss Ami?!" once again, Klein found himself at his personal space, invaded by that tall wolf like boss of his. He shouted in response due to surprise, trying to collect himself, he goes back on his computer, continuing on his work.
"Stop that, and answer me this clearly and honestly... what's its gonna be, are you chickening out now of all times? Mr Moretti...? Do you like her?" Boss Amanises with her words reverberated deep within Klein's ears. Klein's fingers stopped at his keyboard, unable to come up with an answer at the moment.
But still, pushing his mind through, he tried to answer whatever comes to his mind. "I mean, she is beautiful, but i would probably get rejected anyway, i rather not hurt her feelings, we're just friends and next door neighbors, that's all."
"Like i said, just say so, even if she does, at least you won't have to live with the fact that you never confessed your feelings. Most people live with that kind of situation, and regretted it ever since, even further in age of their life. Come, if you want, i can even hook you up with my dear Arianna if you say so." Putting her arms around at the edges top of the wall, she leaned over her head with her back hunched to look dearly at Klein Moretti.
"Ugh... Really?" all of a sudden, Klein's eyes lightly gleamered with hope in return. He look over Amanises with a desperate look in his eyes.
But.
"Pfft, as if, you're just a loser, don't ever think you even have the slighest chance, not even in this life or in your dreams. I mean, what can you expect from a pervert such as you. As if they're gonna even love you in the first place, they be too much of a waste to be with someone like you." Amanises with her hopeful words, only followed herself with a destructive comment that forces the reality of life upon him once again.
"Hmmm... Keugh, do you want to help me, or make me suffer?." with a groan, Klein painfully admitted by asking a question.
".... I want to bully you, Mr Moretti, because you're such a fool to play with you know that? Its so funny to get someone so pathetic be filled with hope, only to then crush it down later on to see the transition in their eyes. Don't you think its such a wonderful development? To see one so above and later below?"
'What a bitch...!' Klein inwardly exclaimed, annoyed deeply from within as he became the sole laughingstock of a particular woman.
"But still, you should seriously improve on yourself. Hit the gym and workout, at least build some muscles if you know you will never get to receive someone's affection. That way, you wouldn't be someone so pathetic to begin with." as her parting words, Amanises walked herself forward, laughing in the process, away from Klein and leaved the floor back to her personal office.
"Am i really that skinny?" Klein took a look over his body and could see the lump of fat building in his stomach, and his arms getting skinnier by the second. "Damn! Fuck my life" he whispered underneath his breath.