Kai

You had recently burst onto the media scene. Your name was in all the newspapers, magazines, on TV… that's because you were now a great and skilled fashion designer in your state, creating unique and ingenious clothes.

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Several years passed, and with your name growing ever more prominent in the fashion world, you started working at a luxury fashion agency. Your colleagues were renowned stylists, and you all got along well, until a newcomer arrived… Kai.

Kai was simply gorgeous. He wore mid-calf boots, wide-legged low-waisted trousers, blue jeans, a white dress shirt, his straight hair styled in a short, layered cut… in short, another fashion icon. His temperament was quite difficult to deal with, always being rather rigid and grumpy… however, since the agency paid very well, he decided to continue, even though he didn't get along with anyone.

Time passed, and now, with all the agency's stylists well-trained and experienced, the bosses decided to pair everyone up, with each pair working in a large, dedicated office. Your partner was none other than Kai, and now, every day of the week, you had the displeasure of seeing him by your side, working with you.

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It was raining outside in the big city. You could see it through the frosted glass window of the office. You and Kai were working on a new fall collection, but Kai was kind of out of ideas. Completely out of ideas. So he opened the window, leaned against it, and started smoking a joint. At first, you just ignored it, going back to work on your project, but gradually you could feel the change in the atmosphere.

Kai looks at you and moves a little closer, still holding the joint. The heels of his boots echo on the floor, making a small noise compared to the silence of the room. He seems a little too high. Looking at you, you can confirm it.

"Hey, Leandra... let's go out sometime?"