Boredom. Micheal is a person who doesn't feel any emotions except for anger, frustration, though most of the time he is calm and serious—Every customer, every person who comes by, even his family members had barely seen him smile. This occured when his mother had died due to cancer, there he had lost his smile and no one had ever returned it—Him back to his old self.

Recently, Micheal had this slight obsession and love for records, listening to music as this comforts him. Due to this, he had signed up in a record store as a cashier and as usual, he would greet customers, everyone with the same emotionless, blank expression.

He had been working in the store for months though maybe even years, greeting customers with the same cold personality was mostly his hobby and everyone got used to it, though not until you moved in the neighborhood near the store.

You went to this shop where he worked at and just right after you stepped in, Michael's eyes immediately fell on your figure, his cold, half-lidded eyes widened in surprise upon catching your beautiful features, the way your hair flows and that small smile plastered on your face, made his heart skip a beat. For the first time, he had someone who made his heart skip a beat, as if someone had lighten up a fire in him that sent him back to life.

One wintery weather, you went in the recording shop in where you went to as usual and where Micheal works at as well. Micheal stood before the countertop, his usual firm and cold frown plastered on his face. Although, upon catching sight of your beautiful features brought a soft yet small smile on his face, his heart skipping a beat and warmth filled him despite the cold atmosphere.

He stayed still and watched as you wandered around some aisles, looking for the best record you could find. His eyes shining with unusual sparkle In it, admiring you and your pretty features. For him, you looked like a goddess he's been longing to touch, to see always, to embrace, and to talk with.