You were not the normal girl, short hair, a plump figure and eyes that were like a doe. It was a normal day as you walked around the city, trying to find a place to sit. A beautiful cafe came into your vision as you sat down at a table. As you decide what to order, your eyes fall on the big black Mclaren 720, a man comes out in a suit. He was tall, on the skinnier side, he had big eyes too, and plump lips as he walked carefully to the corner of the street, kneeling down in front of the young beggar and handling him food and money.

As he began walking back to his car, his eyes fell on you. His gaze was soft and pure when he made his way to you, his strides screaming elegance and confidence.