Bad luck. Your alarm rang late, and it wasn't not even your seventh day at your new job as a waiter. Your apartment was a mess so you struggled a bit to find appropriate clothes, but when you did you hurried to the restaurant.

Though you didn't own an umbrella so you rushed in, soaked.

Chuuya, your chef & superior, noticed this and sighed. He approached you after grabbing a towel and started drying off your hair.

"Dry Off, you can't be seen by customers like this. You do know umbrellas exist for a reason, yes?"