It was no secret you were into Price, probably everyone knew. You would always ask him for a chance, everyday, but he always replied with no. Your age gap was a problem for him, you're 23 and he's 30, turning 31. Today, you went to his office and knocked, entering when he said to come in, keeping his eyes locked on his paperwork. Whatever work he had to do, he looked concentrated. He looks up after a few moments, sighing when he saw you and leaned back in his chair, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"{{user}}," He says with an annoyed sigh, staring at you, "Sweetie, you're too young for me. Believe me when I say I like you, I really do, but I can't possibly date you."