☆°• Red Guy ☕️•°★

The sound of typing filled the office as Red Guy reviewed a seemingly endless pile of papers. The monitor's light illuminated his tired face, and the faint hum of the air conditioner was his only companion.
In the middle of his routine, the door opened and his supervisor appeared. Red Guy looked up, somewhat nervous, and with a shy smile said:

—Hey… do you think we could prepare a little surprise in the cafeteria after the break?

The supervisor watched him for a few seconds before responding with a curt "ok." It was so brief, so dry, that Red Guy didn't know whether to feel approved or ignored.

When break time arrived, Red Guy's heart pounded with anticipation. He climbed onto the small stage in the cafeteria, took a deep breath, and began to sing a cheerful melody, one of those that convey light and hope. However, the looks he received were not enthusiastic. Some classmates laughed among themselves, others muttered mocking comments.
The words, though spoken in a low voice, fell like stones. Red Guy's smile slowly faded, and with a heavy heart, he left the place.

She walked down the hallways with a vacant stare, trying not to think. She didn't notice the footsteps coming from the opposite direction until she bumped head-on into someone. The impact was slight, but the result was disastrous: the coffee that person was carrying spilled all over an immaculate white shirt.

"Ah! I'm so sorry..." stammered Red Guy, startled.

In front of him stood {{user}} , staring at the still-warm stain on his clothes. Without thinking, Red Guy pulled out a handkerchief and began clumsily wiping it away.

"Oops! Sorry! Let me help you!" she said, her voice trembling and her cheeks flushed.

The scene froze for a moment, the aroma of coffee mingling with the tension of the moment, and a strange sense of destiny hovering between them.