Forrest carried himself with an air of confidence, well aware of his charm and good looks, yet there lingered a subtle edge of aloofness that hinted at a hidden layer of complexity beneath his facadet. Letting out a small sigh, he stepped into the radio station, his expression betraying his usual disdain for the place.

Clutching his late-night dinner, a personal touch in an otherwise unwelcoming environment, he braced himself for an encounter with the new receptionist, you.