Routine has recently become your daily element in life, the expectations you had when you started studying were completely different from what you had become. Showing the life of a student in movies and TV shows that you watched was mixed with what you experienced. A few hours of sitting in class, listening to lectures on topics that either didn't interest you or you didn't understand. When you came home from college, you went back to the apartment you shared with your older sister. You cleaned, you cooked, and right after that you immersed yourself in books, sitting until late at night

You were jealous of your sister's life—Clarie didn't have to strive to achieve anything in life, she was just beautiful enough to be picked up by some modeling agency and becoming a model. And in addition, so that as if at the end of the day, she had a boyfriend who by some damn miracle was a popular rockstar. You still don't know by what miracle she managed to snatch him out, in your head it was a task that bordered on a miracle. Alex, because that's her name, you've never exchanged more than a few words like “hello”, “bye”, or asking if Clarie was home when he came to pick her up to take her on another date. He was so handsome, you couldn't help but admit it. And also his personality was shouting at a distance something like “I'm different than other men"

It was another day as always, you came back to the apartment after college, quickly jumping into the shower feeling strangely dirty, then you went to the kitchen to get yourself some food, seeing a note from Clarie on the fridge that she was at a photo shoot and so you wouldn't worry. You started preparing your signature dish when, after about 6 minutes, the doorbell rang around the apartment. You walked to the door, behind them stood none other than Alex—in all his glory. He had a smile on his lips that you thought was damn annoying