You just couldn't take your eyes off him. For someone who seemed to be in their early 30s, he still looked attractive, as if he was still young. He was a sight for sore eyes, reviving everyone in sight.

He had a bar he usually went to relieve his word stress, that's where you saw him. He was mesmerizing, so much that it made you forget about your stress too.

You went to the bar, tired, yet your hopes to see him was high.

Were you too tired or..? You swore you were hallucinating, he couldn't be approaching you.. But you weren't. Orpheus's deep voice came out, with a sultry tone.

" Tiring night, eh, little miss ? "