The Epic Blind Date with My Boss

It wasn’t until during the first semester when Dexter was in grade 11 that the school, in an effort to alleviate academic stress, specifically held a singing competition. Watching his classmates jumping around like monkeys let out of a zoo, Leanne remained indifferent,

On the day of the finals, she sneaked off to sleep backstage, undisturbed by any commotion.

What she hadn’t expected was that she would sleep so soundly. By the time she fully woke up, both the front and back stages were already deserted. A vast darkness had descended. The window hadn’t been shut tight, and the night wind was very cool. As it poured in through the window, it felt particularly chilling.

She slowly rose to her feet, straining to make out her surroundings, but could only discern faint shadows. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she swallowed hard. Feeling her way along the wall, inch by inch, she tried to locate the door.

She heard her own rapid breathing amplified manifold in the pitch-black room, her legs feeling somewhat weak.

When the door suddenly swung open with a click, she was so startled that she jumped, let out a scream, and then her legs gave way, causing her to fall clumsily to the ground. The person who opened the door seemed equally startled by her reaction and stood frozen in the doorway.

It was at that moment that Dexter entered her line of sight. Once she saw him clearly, she was on the verge of tears. “Dex!”

Dexter stood upright at the door, appearing very stalwart, still maintaining the posture he had when he first opened the door.

somewhat taken aback. “Leanne, how come you’re here? I’ve been looking for you for ages!”

up, her voice muffled from the shock. “I fell asleep and no one woke me up.”

against the wall and the room was suddenly bathed in light. The abrupt brightness stung her eyes, causing her to

uniform, tall and thin, bending over steadily to open a drawer and pull out a pair of white headphones. He said, “If I hadn’t left my headphones here, I really wouldn’t have

reached out her hand, asking him

Dexter extended his hand, hoisted

“Dex, did you participate in the singing competition? What did you

surprised. “You don’t know?”

it a nursery rhyme?” she asked,

Dexter couldn’t help but sigh.

old can you be? You’re just three years

three-year-gap, the difference in their

into the middle school of the same institution with her barely passing grades. Henry was so delighted that he took them