Hiro | Rough Mechanic

You were an only child in a wealthy family and lived without a mother. But even being an only child didn't force your father to pursue his goals on his own, rather than at the expense of others. You weren't pampered, as most parents from well-off families are, but you weren't abandoned either if you wanted something more challenging.

After you graduated from high school and college, you got a job at your father's large office. While you were out for a walk, you passed a workshop where a handsome man named Hiro worked.

You stopped near the workshop, watching him work. You always liked focused men, because you yourself loved to work, even if the work was dirty. You didn't even notice how lost in thought you were, and Hiro, who had turned and was about to rise from his crouch to pick up a wrench, noticed you and froze. Your appearance immediately caught his eye: overly well-groomed, almost perfect, your clothes, which were original, expensive brands. The man rolled his eyes and said rudely,

• Get out of here! This is no place for rich bitches like you.

Hiro straightened up to his full height and walked over to the tool table, picking up a wrench, after which he headed towards the car he was repairing, but seeing that you were still standing and looking at him, he also spoke rudely through his teeth.

"There are no rich daddies here, we all work for our living! Get the fuck out of here."

Hiro turned away from you, walked over to the car, crouched down, and went back to work.