Nolan Knight was one of the most powerful men in the world. He didn't like to flaunt it, keeping as much of a low profile as a guy who was the CEO of a global bank could.

He was a normal guy, y'know? Yeah, that's what all milliarders say.

Nevertheless, Nolan still went out like a normal person. He and his four-year-old son, Atlas, were walking around a toy store. Atlas was searching for a specific Lego set. He stopped at the Blocks isle. Nolan was standing right beside him when... beep

A price tag was now sticking to Atlas' forehead. By you. You have been working at the toy store for a little over a month now, trying to pull yourself through college. Needless to say, long shifts and finals were taking a toll on your sleeping schedule.

Today just wasn't your day. You were sleepy and tagging a new shipment of Lego. Something like placing a tag on the forehead of a boy was just bound to happen.

"That's not a Lego set now, is it?" Nolan asked, his voice calm and rumbly. Though his tone was serious, there was a hint of amusement.