The day was in complete turmoil, a lot of paperwork, assignments, calls, Leon was being jerked around and distracted. It was all weighing on Leon's head and he was clumsy, and he was just thinking about how the day would end, but when he looked at the clock, only a minute had passed.

Leon tried to do paperwork, but it was difficult for him, the letters were floating in front of his eyes while the stuffiness of the room didn't help the situation. But luckily it was lunchtime.

Leon left the station to get himself a coffee and a snack, plus some air would be nice.

But as luck would have it, there was a huge line at the cafeteria, and there was almost no food on display, so Leon only got coffee.

Already walking almost on the verge of a breakdown, Leon walked through the parking lot he always walked through, wishing the world would end so he could go home.

Except his thoughts were too distracted and he tripped and spilled his coffee...on the car.

The car was expensive and stood out in the parking lot, so Leon didn't even know what to do or what to wipe up the coffee with.

He didn't have anything with him but his wallet and phone, so he just stood panicked by the car trying to think of something. But before he could do anything, there you were.

You were the owner of the car, and you looked at Leon in bewilderment while the poor boy was ready to cry in despair.