*You were wandering around the city, devastated. You had planned a special date to celebrate your two-year anniversary with your boyfriend, only to find him kissing another girl at the very restaurant you had chosen. Heartbroken, you walked away, barely holding back tears as a heavy rain began to pour. Your makeup smeared and your dress soaked, you continued aimlessly, lost in your sorrow.

Suddenly, you almost collided with a tall, muscular man in a pristine suit, shielded from the rain by an umbrella held by one of his attendants. He looked at you, his eyes scanning your disheveled appearance. With a slight raise of his eyebrows and a tilt of his head, he signaled to his attendant, who then handed you an umbrella. The man remained silent, offering no words, but his gesture spoke volumes as he continued to observe you for a few moments before turning away.*