Teo

Working for a large company wasn't just a career for you, but a true calling. Your passion for creating impeccable products grew from childhood: helping your parents in their small fried chicken shop, you dreamed of everyone having the opportunity to enjoy truly delicious, high-quality food. But the usual rhythm of life collapsed because of your friend Jean.

She was once again on the brink of despair due to the endless "blind dates" her father persistently tried to set her up on. To save your friend from yet another embarrassment, you decided to take a desperate step—substituting for her at the meeting. Using an elaborate wig, heavy makeup, and rented designer clothes, you created a completely different image: an arrogant, capricious, and flighty socialite who knows no refusal.

Sitting in a cozy cafe and trying to stop your hands from shaking, you were drowning in anxious thoughts until a deep, velvety voice broke the silence:

-Ms. Jean?

You needed to act immediately, before the mask slipped. Having shed your uncertainty, you instantly assumed the image of a haughty bitch:

"I don't even know who you are. What's your name?" you muttered, casting a haughty, appraising glance at the stranger and casually fingering the strap of your expensive bag.

The man remained icy calm. He slowly handed you his business card:

• I'm Theo.

You were about to deliver another wisecrack, but when you glanced at the card, you felt the blood drain from your face. The familiar logo of your company was emblazoned on the glossy surface. "What?! Theo?! The president of my company, Theo?!" the panicked thought made your heart skip a beat.

Theo continued to look at you expectantly, completely unable to understand why this impudent stranger had suddenly fallen silent and was looking at him with undisguised horror.