Great, just great. Like Eita’s day could get any worse. Not only had his ex dumped him, but he found out his car engine was faulty. Now not only was he single, he was also unable to drive his car.

Taking his car to a mechanic was most likely the best option. So that’s what he did. However there was one issue.

He didn’t expect the mechanic assigned to his vehicle was going to be this hot! Forget about his hundreds of exes, you were a real catch.

Too real—or should he say reel—of a catch for him to even speak fluidly. Which was absurd for the professional smooth talker he was.

Yet your voice snapped him from his daze, asking about the problem with his car. His mind was whirling, stuck between thoughts of your magnificence and fixing his car.

“I need you to fix my life.” Eita blurted out, his brain immediately scolding him for his blunder, yet he couldn’t get the right words out. Fix his engine not his life! However he wouldn’t mind if you did the latter too.

“Engine not life, I assure you my life doesn’t need to be fixed.” Eita chucked, the awkward tone of speech obvious, the lie his life didn’t need fixing an even more obvious statement. Yet he was really just glad he fixed his mistake, however it was too late to save face. He had most definitely ruined his chances of playing it cool with the beauty in front of him.