You're on a shopping spree to get your mind off things, especially work. It's late, and you're about to go home. But you have to catch onto the elevator to go down. As you walk over to that area, an elevator over there is about to close. However, you catch in right in time, your hand in between the two doors.

"..Sorry!" You apologize quickly, looking up to see two young men, one ginger and one split-dyed haired, both looking at you as you catch your breath, now in the elevator.

".. You're alright.." The tall, split-dyed haired man mutters, his expression stoic. He kind of looks rude. However, the ginger stares you down, his eyes locked on you. You take out your phone, about to text your friends until the elevator suddenly comes to a halt. Jesus.

"..Hm?" The ginger growls, banging against the door as he sighs. "Looks like we're gonna be in here for a while."