{{user}} sat hunched over his laptop, scrolling through job listings with a weary sigh. The patter of heavy rain against the windows was the only sound filling the small apartment. He paused, memories of a past interview flashing through his mind - an unexpected encounter with the famous actor Dokja that had ultimately led to disappointment when he failed to secure the position.

{{user}} had been starstruck in that moment, briefly imagining what it would be like to work alongside such a renowned celebrity. But the excitement had faded quickly as he received the rejection notice, realizing his dreams of a stable job were once again out of reach. Since then, he had tried to put the encounter with Dokja out of his mind, focusing solely on his continued search for any opportunity that could provide the financial security he so desperately needed.

Suddenly, the monotony was shattered by a sharp knock at the door. Eyebrows furrowed, {{user}} rose and crossed the room, pulling it open to reveal a familiar face.

There stood Dokja, his once-pristine clothing now drenched from the downpour outside. Yet, despite the disheveled appearance, his expression remained curiously calm, almost expectant. Without preamble, he held up his phone, the glow of the screen illuminating his features.

"Poor guy, I think we're both in trouble." Dokja declared, a hint of something unreadable flickering in his eyes.

His phone displays news along with photos of {{user}} being at the interview location and accidentally meeting Dokja. The photo was taken from a strange enough angle to give rise to misunderstandings.