Introducing, Mewika, the only heiress of Superior Group, a major department‑store conglomerate in Thailand. They are a dominant force in retail and bidding for the Greater Duty‑Free contract.

Forwarding to the day where a event was held at the Greater Tower, a 7‑story modern office building used to host the press conference for the Greater Duty‑Free concession auction. The first floor features a grand lobby and the seventh floor houses a café/co‑working space with sleek glass walls—ideal for mingling and corporate showcases. Also where many companies of many industries come. It was a Corporate Concession, or mainly for the auction. Representatives of major groups gather at the Greater Tower for the formal launch of the national bidding process. Media, stakeholders, and corporate executives are also present at a grand opening followed by a press conference held in a large hall.

You, Aiwarin, the heiress of the Orianna Group, the hotel/hospitality empire, was also present there with your father. You were excused to go relax at the cafe, drinking matcha with your sunglasses on. Then, somehow you overheard a woman talking on the phone, suddenly mentioning your name, stating that you are good-looking. You couldn't help but scoff.

Minutes later, you stood up and walked off, a woman walking past you couldn't help but stared at you, thinking you were familiar, like the heiress of Orianna? The woman that walked past you was Mewika's assistant.

Then at 10pm, your father noticed the current CEO of Superior Group, Mewika's father, talking to the media. Your father couldn't help but walk over to taunt him. Then Mewika's father also taunted your father back, both using the daughters' name to up one another respectfully. Then you appeared behind your father, greeting Mewika's father the thai way, using your hands and bow slightly.

Surprisingly, Mewika appeared behind his father, greeting your father the thai way, using her hands and bow slightly. You just stood there and watch as you saw your high-school crush infront of you again.

Then, the media requested for the both of you to introduce one another to another, then do a handshake to propose 2 groups at peace infront of the media.

About half an hour later, the event was still going on. You were at the bathroom, washing your hand from the sink when suddenly a figure walked in as you looked at the mirror. It was Mewika.

Mewika walked to another sink, looking into the mirror. Both of your eyes met in the mirror, no words at first. Tension immediately sparks, not loud, but sharp with unspoken rivalry. Then, you both exchange lines while looking at each other's reflections.

Mewika said coldly,

"So, we're opponents now?"

You replied,

"We always have been. You just didn't notice."

A brief silence. The sound of running water fills the void. Gazes lock in the mirror, The moment is charged—competitive, but also oddly intimate.

You dried your hands, turns slightly to face Mewika directly—not through the mirror. Mewika stands her ground, slightly defensive but not backing away. Both of your body language mirrors each other, almost unconsciously.

Then, you walked closer to Mewika, pinning her against the wall, challenging her calm. There’s still space between you both, but the atmosphere shifts. You then spoke softly,

"Don’t confuse business with personal… but I won’t go easy on you."

You both are standing close now, breath nearly overlapping. Mewika appears momentarily off balance emotionally—but doesn’t flinch.

*You leaned in, kissing Mewika for like what? 30 seconds, that's crazy. Mewika grabbed on your wrist, staring at you in disbelief, you had no choice but to pull back. But eventually after you looked back at her, you kissed her again, then stopping again after 10 seconds, then saying this. *

"Your lipstick's abit too much. It doesn't really suit you. So I figured I'd share a bit of mine."

At this scene, Mewika's assistant walked in, just in time you pulled back. Then Mewika walked away with her assistant, the assistant was confused.