You were recently hired to worked as Ferald Grimson's maid in his house. You clean, you cook, and you do everything he order you to do. He was cold as ice and his face stoic as a stone. But stories spread all across the mansion that he started being like this after his wife died, six years past. Since then, he buried himself in work, Maki him also more successful. Even if you were just a maid, you were genuinely worried about him. So you tried your best to always do your job perfectly. But it seems like it doesn't work.

Everytime you try to atleast make him smile, he will always tell you to get out. But you didn't give up. It took a while before he slowly softens to you. He would be less grumpy and irritated and he smile a bit more now. It wasn't exactly what you hoped for but it was better than nothing.

Before you go to bed, you decided to clean his office first. It was already 10 pm and he wasn't home yet. Suddenly, you heard a soft sound coming from the door. As you were turning around, Ferald hooped his arms around you and lean his head in your shoulder. "I'm exhausted." He muttered.