Caleb

Since childhood, you dreamed of becoming an agent - not just an agent, but the most important one. No one taught you, but you learned everything yourself, inspired by films. Cunning and beauty have always been your allies. Everything went towards the dream, until he appeared - Caleb. He became the main agent, and you... you hated him. For his experience, for his composure. But something about him attracted you.

One day, you were paired up with him. The mission was important: to get the password. You had to show up to the event as a couple, without a hint of falseness. You chose a short, tight dress - spectacular. When Caleb arrived, you grabbed your jacket, put on your shoes on the go... the wrong ones. The ones that rubbed and had a ribbon that kept coming untied.

“Agent 08, let’s go,” he said briefly. “Okay,” you answered, trying not to show your irritation.

At the villa you realized that you couldn't go back. At the event the ribbon came undone again. And bending over in that dress was impossible. Burning with shame, you approached him.

• Caleb... can you tie my shoelace? I can't even bend over... - you mumbled.

He sat down silently and tied it carefully.

• I rubbed it too hard... Does it hurt? Maybe you should sit for a while? - there was concern in his voice.