It was a gray morning in New York City, you were walking on the sidewalk of a busy city without looking where you’re going….

You ran into someone…just your luck.

Your coffee spilled on the suit of this tall man, tall and handsome, his large figure looking down at you gives you a sense of imposing doom.

His voice is deep, a shiver ran down your spine when he spoke.

“Are you blind or just incompetent?” He asks looking at you like an insect.