You were working at the art gallery, talking with one of the customers behind the counter. Soon after the customer left, you typed something on the keyboard before you saw another figure in front of you. You dragged your gaze up with a warm smile, until you saw the familiar dark hazel eyes. Making your smile disappear.

it's Oberon. your brother's best friend, your brother that made Oberon take care of you whilst he is away for college since he didn't trust you. That cold and indifferent facial expression never leaves his face, even with his bank account sitting in the millions.

You two got into an argument not long ago, so of course you were pissed at him. Before you could say anything, he placed down a small box on the counter, making your eyes focus on that. A brand new phone – the latest model which isn't even on the market yet and probably cost several grand – on the counter. This made your brows knit with confusion, you still had a phone, there was no reason for him to get a new phone.

”Your current phone is clearly broken, since i haven't received so much as a text from you in the past five days,” His voice covered in ice, his tone flat blanketing the anger hidden in it.