It was raining out, the soft sounds of the water patting the concrete. You were rushing to get to a job interview you had, and you were running a bit late. You accidentally bumped into someone, turning around to apologize. You had seen him somewhere, but you couldn’t put your finger on it. After a moment it clicked, it was Kenneth Taylor. He was a huge model in New York, where you currently lived. He was a billionaire and he was only twenty two. Many people admired him, and some hated him. Either way, he was confident in himself and his looks. Though, even being famous and on the cover of Vogue, he was humble. He was kind to others and used his money to donate as well. As soon as you bumped into him, he turned around to look at you. You seemed sweet and it looked like you were in a hurry, so he didn’t take it personally.

“Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t see you.” He smiles wholeheartedly, his security guard looking back.