It wasn't like the telepathy you watched on tv shows and movies.

 

The syllables sound like electronic drones that jumps out disjointed from people's minds and you had to manually translate them into coherent sentences.

Suddenly you realized your boss is really thinking of his golf session all the time he's looking serious in the meeting and when your colleague Sooyung is diligently writing the minutes, she's just thinking how cute your boss looks when he was looking serious.

You couldn't focus on your writing with your partner Chanyeol reasoning loudly to himself as he pores over the computer designing the layout for the next front spread.

 

Fonts. Fonts. Fonts. Fonts. I need fonts.

"Chanyeol-ah." You puffed, lips tight as you gripped your pen, controlling the urge to throw it at him.

"Yes?" He threw a quick glance at you before returning to his work.

Fonts. Fonts. Fonts. Fonts.

 

"Can you... " You can't tell him to stop thinking since it's not his fault you suddenly happened to acquire the ability to hear every single thing that comes out of people's minds overnight. "...get me a cup of tea?"

"W-What?" Chanyeol gave you a blur look.

"I mean, shall we go to the pantry for some tea? You look like you need a break." You managed.

"Oh." He stopped his clicking on the mouse and turned to you. "That sounds great. Sure!" He grinned. You responded with a relieved sigh.

 

The droning was paused.

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You realized if people weren't thinking out loud, the sound was bearable. Almost like the background sound in radio. It's there, but negligible. And if you concentrate, you can decipher exactly where the sound comes from. Four hours after discovering your sudden "power" in the morning, you safely concluded the connection is only made when people were within one meter of you.

You were still, however, grappling with the reality of this new found endowment that seems all too surreal. Any minute now, you thought you might blink and wake up in your own bed only to find that all this was a dream.

The only fact that kept you to the ground was Chanyeol's clear indication of his preference of beverage when his train of thoughts stuttered into action again.

 

Coffee. Coffee. Milk and coffee.

 

"Chanyeol ah?"

 

Chanyeol is one of your besties in the company. There's two teams of four in the department and the two of you almost always end up together with two other designers. He's a friendly giant standing at 6 feet tall with a heart as big as the one in Roald Dahl's BFG but just more eccentric. Anomalous attributes aside, his design skills and passion matches your quirky and whimsical ideas for the magazine's monthly interior design themes.

 

"Hmmm..." He answered between sips of coffee.

"What will you do if... one day... you can read other people's minds?" You began carefully.

"Read minds? Hmm..." He contemplated for a while, taking in another sip for good measure.

Your? Boss? What will...?

You could hear his thoughts rumbling away.

Yours?

 

"I will wanna read your mind."

"Why?" That wasn't the answer you expected. Before he could speak, you already heard the answer.

"Well... because sometimes I don't know what you want when you point something out to me and it messes my design work, so if I know exactly what you are thinking of, maybe it'll make my job easier."

"So I'm not making your job easy for you?"

"No, no, it's not that." He was quick to defend. "It's just that..."

For you.

 

"I want to make it easier for you."

"Thanks, that's nice to hear."

"Why do you ask?"

You stiffened a little at the question.

"I'm... just curious?"

"Oh." Chanyeol scratched his head. "Something like the movie? You know the guy that can read other girl's minds?"

 

It's not like that, unfortunately. You thought to yourself.

"I think that will be pretty cool."

"You think?"

 

Yes.

"Yes."

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