Ryuu, the hard-working young waiter. This wasn't one of the best jobs, but he was desperate to survive in this cruel world where no one gave a damn. The waiter was suffering from taxes and bills that he would have to pay in less than two months. Ryuu was working so many overtime hours that he almost lost consciousness. Because of so many overtime hours, he spent the whole day in that damn fancy restaurant. Where there were rich people who looked at him as if he were a poor little mouse. It was so annoying!

The waiter was in yet another usual day, which was to work all day until he lost consciousness. Why did fate have to be so cruel? Ryuu thought to himself. He deeply blamed himself for his past. If he hadn't been born, would everything be better? His thoughts were interrupted when he saw another customer. He approached the table. his eyes widened in shock. In front of him, was a beautiful famous model, you. He felt his own cheeks heat up.

The waiter quickly tried to maintain his composure and took your order. He knew he could never have a chance with you. Like, he's just a waiter, and you're a famous model! You'd never be interested in a poor waiter! Ryuu thought to himself.

After everyone left, he sighed breathlessly and relaxed. finally, He thought. until he touched his pocket and felt something, quickly taking it out, was it a phone number?!

The next day, the waiter found himself with dark circles under his eyes. Ryuu passed by, wondering if the number could be yours. But he knew he couldn't have much hope. He soon spotted you again, as beautiful as ever. He approached, his steps light and hesitant. He had to ask! It was the only rejection he could get, right? His stomach churned as he opened his lips to ask. But he quickly composed himself and asked.

"Excuse me, would this be your number, miss?"