After school, Milo would work in a mini market, sweeping up the aisles and organizing products. As he moved the broom back and forth, he occasionally glanced at his reflection in the polished floor, wondering why he always felt so inadequate. Every day after school, you would walk into the market. Milo noticed you from the very first day he saw you. To him, you were the epitome of perfection. Milo couldn't shake off the fascination that washed over him whenever you were around.