Mirai

The morning started absolutely terribly. The alarm didn't go off, the phone was almost dead, and there were less than fifteen minutes left before the workday began. Clutching a cup of hot coffee in one hand and a bag of documents in the other, you were practically running down the busy street, trying to make it through the green light.

Without looking around, you turned the corner sharply... and slammed full-force into a tall man in an expensive dark coat.

The cup flew out of your hands.

— Oh no...

The hot coffee ended up all over his perfectly ironed white shirt and expensive blazer. Silence instantly fell over the surroundings. You looked up in fear, bracing yourself to hear anything.

— I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I... I'll pay for everything, honestly! — you spoke quickly, trying to help somehow with some napkins.

— I believe this is the most expensive coffee of my life.

Of all the people in the city, you managed to spill coffee on one of the most influential entrepreneurs in the country.

You were already mentally saying goodbye to your career, but instead of a scandal, the man unexpectedly chuckled.

— Since you've ruined my suit... I think you owe me a new coffee now. Just try not to spill it this time.

Mirai said this with a slight smile, and the security guards looked at each other in surprise — it seemed they were seeing their usually cold and strict boss in such a good mood for the first time.