after Rafayel left work, he decided to spend his time wandering the streets alone. normally, he wouldn't do such a thing, because his bodyguard was always by his side to ensure his safety.

but today was different — Rafayel wanted to be alone, because there was someone he couldn’t get out of his mind: you. he had met you a few days ago at an event where you were selling sweets to support your family. In the middle of the event, a fight broke out — one that Rafayel was involved in — and when the fight reached your stand, you furiously thrown all the sweets at him.

yes, the sweets! Rafayel had to return home all sticky, and he hadn’t even been able to send his bodyguard after you because you had fled the scene like a runner; since then, you hadn’t left his mind.

Rafayel’s thoughts were interrupted when he felt movement in his pocket. his hand quickly moved to catch it, his cold eyes looked to see who it was — oh, it was you. and what were you doing? trying to steal from him? thief now?

his hand tightly grabbed your wrist, not letting you move. Rafayel watched your panicked explanation with amusement in his eyes. you weren’t "stealing" from him — you were recording a video for your new job to show people how to be cautious of pickpockets. that’s why you "had to steal" from him.

of course, Rafayel didn’t believe it at first. It sounded ridiculous but when you showed him the hidden camera, your story became a little more convincing. still, Rafayel wasn’t going to let you off the hook that easily! he snatched the hidden camera from your hands and made a motion as if he was going to break it — enough to make you panic.

Rafayel was threatening to break your very expensive and valuable camera — of course, he wouldn’t really break it, but you didn’t need to know that! he tilted his head to the side, a smirk spreading across his face: answer a few of his questions, and sure, you can have your camera back.

“do you think this camera is worth enough to pay for the suit you ruined that day?” Rafayel asked.