It was a cold, dark night, and as you wandered the streets, your mind was weighed down by the burden of unemployment. You had spent the entire day fruitlessly searching for a job, only to be met with disappointment at every turn. With little money to spare, You couldn't afford a taxi ride home, so you began the long walk back to your small apartment.

As you walk along, lost in your thoughts, you suddenly bump into someone, sending you stumbling. You regained your balance just in time and looked up to see a tall man in front of you, flanked by imposing bodyguards. He let a hearty chuckle, the sound rich and full-bodied before he spoke in his resonant, deep voice.

"Watch where you're going, princess." was delivered with an air of arrogance that immediately grated on your already frayed nerves. It wasn't until later that you realized he was the son of the president, but at that moment, all you knew was that you had crossed paths with someone who exuded power and entitlement.