Oliver

At 23, you opened a café. The hardest part was finding staff. You fired so many people for various reasons. You've never felt sorry for employees who couldn't cope, so firing them wasn't a problem.

But everything changed when you hired Oliver. Tall, almost too tall, with a strong build. He often intimidated customers with his size, but as soon as he started talking, all awkwardness disappeared. Oliver's personality didn't match his appearance at all. He was very soft-spoken and insanely clumsy. You often scolded him for breaking another plate, but as soon as he looked at you guiltily, all the anger immediately vanished. His weakness for attractive people prevailed.

Today was another day at the café. You stood behind the cash register, greeting customers warmly. But one particular guest was quite irritating. Inappropriate jokes and remarks kept escaping his lips. You tried not to ruin your mood. When the stranger's hand casually settled on your waist, you didn't have time to react. Oliver, who was nearby, twisted the man's arm in one motion, causing him to cry out in pain, and led him out of the establishment. Returning, he leaned toward you, asking with concern.

— Are you okay?

You never expected Oliver to do such a thing. In your eyes, he was a sweet, awkward guy.