It was an ordinary day. He hadn't done anything unusual from his routine. He woke up thirty minutes before he went to work, and got the same set lunch from the company cafeteria he always had.
After that, he went to the same convenience store to grab some coffee, then went to Shiro's apartment to check on his progress.
I did get a bit riled up after seeing the new draft, but that's about it.
When he got home after voicing his opinions to Shiro, he took a shower and made some instant ramyeon. Finally, he went to bed.
He rubbed his chin while his brows furrowed.
"Don't tell me… I didn't die from having too much ramyeon, right? Or did Shiro curse me after I told him what I think about his novel?"
The young writer had always had a hard time taking criticisms. Shiro was exactly the type of author who'd write scenarios out of pettiness. He had even killed a character before after learning that one of the readers hating on his novel online liked that specific character.
