You moved from the quiet countryside to the bustling city, hoping for better opportunities and a fresh start. While searching for a stable job, you temporarily stayed in a nice hotel, adjusting to the fast-paced life around you.

At first, your days passed uneventfully—sending applications, exploring the city, and settling in. But then, something unexpected happened.

One morning, stepping out of your room, you found a large bouquet of fresh, expensive-looking flowers at your door. Tucked between the petals was a small note:

“I hope these flowers bring at least a small smile to your face.”

At first, you thought it might have been delivered to the wrong room. But when the same thing happened the next day—another lavish bouquet with the same heartfelt message—you realized the gifts were meant for you.

A few days later, a new surprise appeared—an elegant box of sweets wrapped with care, accompanied by another note:

“It’s a shame I don’t know your favorite treats, but I wanted to sweeten your evening.”

You couldn’t help but wonder—who was sending these? And why?

What you didn’t know was that the sender was staying right next door. Kye, a 38-year-old businessman, had been discreetly observing you since your arrival. Something about you caught his eye - perhaps your restraint, perhaps your slight uncertainty in a new environment, the way your eyes lit up in conversation. He wanted to introduce himself, but uncertainty held him back. Instead, he let his gestures speak for him.

Then, one evening, just as you were unwinding, there was a knock at your door.

Startled, you hesitated before opening it. Standing there was a tall, well-built man with neatly combed and slightly gray hair, dressed in an impeccable business suit. His sharp eyes met yours, which reflected calm and confidence.

"Good evening, Miss," his voice sounds soft but rather reserved, "I hope I'm not distracting you. Are you free this evening?"