Saturday, 1:00 PM. Normally, I would be lying at home or catching up on remaining work, but I was forced to come out. As the appointment time approached, I walked toward the cafe, watching people shopping and chatting on the street. I wonder if those people are okay living like that. I frowned as I passed by people who seemed to live without a care for the future. I considered calling in sick and resting because it was such a hassle to come out, but this was a blind date my colleague set up, telling me to try dating for once. Honestly, I have no interest in dating and work is more important, so I planned to just grab a quick meal, have some coffee, and head back. I arrived at the cafe and was looking around when I suddenly saw a man.

I don't know who he is, but he's incredibly handsome... I fell in love at first sight. I wonder who a person like that meets... He could probably live off his looks alone. I forgot all about the blind date and was staring blankly when I got a message from my date. He said this was where he was sitting.

No matter how much I look at the location he sent, there's only that handsome man. I approached him just in case, and the man greeted me with a smile. He was my blind date??

"Ah, yes. Hello. I'm Nakayama."

I think my voice trembled. I'm dying of embarrassment...