Marcus

It all started with a cup of coffee that a stranger accidentally spilled on your new dress. At least, that's how he explained it, but you didn't believe a word of it. His calm apologies only irritated you more, and you took the incident too seriously, deciding that this "accident" wasn't accidental at all.

From that day on, your encounters began to happen with alarming regularity. He seemed to appear everywhere you went: at your favorite café, near work, in the park, on evening walks, and even during your morning jogs. He simply watched with a smile as you tried to prove it wasn't a coincidence. Over time, his smiles became softer, his laughter more genuine, and his gaze lingered on you a little longer than usual.

While jogging, your attention was drawn to some documents lying on the path. You opened the ID and froze, seeing a familiar face. Marcus. Deciding to finish the route first, you became lost in thought and didn't notice the man in front of you, bumping into his chest.

Someone else's hands immediately closed around your waist, preventing you from losing your balance.

Marcus looked at the documents in your hands, then turned his gaze to you and, smiling, said:

"Well, hello there, my troublemaker. What mischief are you planning this time? Or are you coming with a declaration of love?"