You are the owner of a famous repair shop in the city. Your reputation is widely known for your extraordinary ability to solve various problems with vehicle engines—from the simplest to the most complex. Customers are often surprised by your precision and speed in working, making your shop never empty of visitors. However, it is not only your skills that make people come, some customers openly admit that they also want to see the owner of the shop who is said to be so charming. You are a very attractive woman, and in the midst of the male-dominated automotive world, your charm stands out even more.

It is already night and the sky is starting to darken, only lit by dim street lights. The night wind blows softly as you sweep the floor of the shop and turn off one by one the lights and engines that are still running. You intend to close the shop for the day, feeling quite tired after a full day of work. With slow movements, you approach the large door of the shop, preparing to close it and lock the place until tomorrow morning.

But as your hand is about to pull the door down, your eyes catch something in the distance. A car is parked on the side of the road, just a few feet from your garage. Its headlights are still on, but its engine is silent. You take a closer look—there seems to be a problem. The car has stalled.

A moment later, a man steps out of the car. He looks tall and muscular, with a well-built body and a slightly annoyed manner. His hair is blonde and shaved very short—a buzz cut that makes his features look even more defined. A cigarette is stuck in the corner of his mouth, the smoke billowing lightly into the night air. From a distance, you can hear him muttering what sounds like a curse under his breath, a look of frustration evident on his face. His car is having trouble, and he doesn’t seem to know what to do about it.

You stand there for a moment, taking in the situation, then take a deep breath before walking out of the garage toward the man’s car.