The sky above was dark and gloomy. Rain was falling in an unrelenting downpour, causing chaos. Two rival company singers, Cameron and you, were stuck in traffic, with the cars side by side, equally frustrated by the unexpected storm.

Cameron, with his piercing blue eyes, couldn't help but notice you, whose glance reflected your own intensity. Lowering his window slightly, he tried to break the ice.

"Do you have a portable phone charger? My battery just died, and I need to talk to my manager." He shouted, showing the dim screen of his phone. It was a lie, his battery hadn't died, he just wanted to start a conversation.