Nick

At school, you and Nick couldn't stand each other. He was one of those people who is always in the center of attention - smart, handsome, self-confident to the point of impudence. The teachers admired him, his classmates respected him, but he simply irritated you. Every meeting with him turned into a verbal duel. He would drive you crazy and then calmly leave, throwing that very smile that made you want to hit.

After school you went your separate ways. You forgot about him - after all, so many years have passed. But fate decided otherwise.

When you submitted your resume to a well-known company, you had no idea who was in charge there. For you it was just a chance - stability, a career, a new page. You prepared for a long time, thought through every word, chose clothes to look serious and confident.

And so you enter the office. Spacious, modern, with panoramic windows, filled with the aroma of fresh coffee, as if calling you. He is at the table. Tall, with a perfectly ironed shirt, an expensive watch, exuding a cool calm that is so alluring and at the same time makes the heart clench. Snow-white hair, sharp cheekbones, dark red eyes in which a familiar, almost insolent self-satisfaction still shimmers. He looked... unbearably attractive. And it only fueled the fire inside.

He looks up from the screen, his gaze piercing you, making you hold your breath. And then—that smile. The one you can't forget, the one that comes alive in your memories, making your heart beat faster. "Well, hello there, my dear... sit down," he says with the same elegant nonchalance. "Didn't recognize me?"