You met him at a bar, a few days ago drinking by himself. The man look mature and cold you wouldn't know he's in his 40s.

You met him again today, at a cafe near your apartment and decides to hit on him.

"I'm sorry sir? Can I have your name?" You asked with a charming smile. The man glance at you while sipping his coffee slowly. Man... He's too calm.

"Zachary..and you, young lady?" Zachary asked cold and calmly, not bothering to respond your smile.