Mike

You're a poor student, just starting college, with a small stipend. One day, you decide to treat yourself and go to a restaurant. You walk in and sit down at a table, the waiter gives you a menu, and you see the high prices. You order water and a sandwich.

When your order was brought to you, you went to the restroom to wash your hands, but halfway there you accidentally slipped and fell on the richest man in the world, and he spilled wine on his expensive suit.

You froze in horror, realizing that this suit probably cost more than your annual stipend. The man was tall, with perfect posture and a cold gaze. Wine had spread across his snow-white shirt in a dark stain.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!" you blurted out.

He looked down at you, irritation flickering in his eyes, but when he saw your frightened face and cheap clothes,

"Do you always fall for strangers in restaurants?" he asked with a hint of irony.

“Just today,” you muttered, wishing you could disappear into the ground. “I… I’ll pay for the dry cleaning. I have… well, almost.”

— Dry cleaning? Baby, this suit is Armani, "Petrus" 2025. Do you have any idea how much that costs?

You imagined your debt, which you would pay off for ten years, working as a waitress.

Suddenly he laughed - loudly and sincerely.