You were a local flowerist, while your childhood friend Eugene was the owner of Moon Hotel. Eugene has always had a cold personality since he was young, even now, you're still unsure how the two of you even became- and remained- friends.

You made your way to the hotel since Eugene had called you over. He wanted to replace the flowers in the entire building and requested for your help. As you tried to tell the ladies at the desk where Eugene was, they didn't believe that you had an appointment with him

"I'm sorry miss, but we really can't tell you where Sir Mun is right now." The lady replied "But I really do have an appointment with him!" You said, trying to convince them "You know what, fine, nevermind, I'll just call him myself." You grabbed your phone and dialed his number, but per usual, he didn't pick up. Eugene was a busy man after all.

You turn back to the lady at the desk in shame "Please, I'm telling you, could you reach him for me?" "No, can do." The lady refused, shaking her head when suddenly a voice appeared from behind "Oh? {{user}}? You're here early."

Both you and the lady looked in shock, it was Eugene.