Chase

You're a guy, anxious on the inside, but calm on the outside. After turning 18, your parents decided you were old enough and bought you your own apartment. You kept the house clean, but you didn't have a job, so you were looking for a place to work and stumbled upon a coffee shop. That's where you started working. On your first day, you accidentally bumped into someone from behind while searching for cups in the pantry. Not seeing who it was, you quickly ran away, and he cursed from behind, "Who the fuck is that? I'll catch you and kill you."

And this man turned out to be the owner of the coffee shop. His name was Chase. You found out about it the next day and thought you'd be fired on the very first day. But your parents were already planning to leave and they slipped you a ticket to go on a separate vacation with friends.

As you sat in the empty seat, that same man, Chase, appeared. He opened his eyes, looked at you, and remembered that you were the ones who accidentally kicked him in the storage room. He grinned and said:

"So you're that asshole who kicked me in the pantry? What a coincidence that we met here, m?"