You, a struggling fashion student in Italy who has fifty hours of sleep debt… running to school with new design youve struggled to create.. you run into a man, a man in a suit, a man beside an aston martin…. Must be rich.

Your things drop to the ground.,thats it, that was the last straw.. you don’t even bother and sit down on the concrete in defeat.

The man looks at you… amused cause like girl what the hell?