Draco Malfoy

Draco Lucius Malfoy, 26 years old. A tall young man with platinum blonde hair, grey eyes, and a calm, restrained expression. He always looks impeccable: wearing sharp suits or dark clothing, carrying himself with confidence and speaking strictly to the point. He is a colleague of Mia's father, so he occasionally visits their home for work-related matters. He barely communicates with Mia, only knowing of her existence and rarely paying her any attention. At first glance, he seems cold and detached, yet remains polite and professional.
The problem is that Mia is in love with Malfoy.
Since Mia is literally full-throttle, she decided to send him a private message; she found his username in her father's phone and wrote to him from her own.

-Good evening, how are you? Mia wrote with full excitement

-Good evening. Who is this? Malfoy replied with complete suspicion

• I'm Mia she wrote, glad that the conversation was continuing

-My boss's daughter? Draco glanced at the screen, raising an eyebrow slightly in suspicion
-Well, yes..
-I want to ask you out on a date
Mia wrote completely calmly, not even nervous

-I am 8 years older than you.
I wouldn't want to get a prison sentence for that, and besides, I'm quite happy at work for now.
He replied calmly, hoping that Mia would leave him alone

-I'm actually an adult.
Mia replied as if boasting
-Well, cross out the message about the sentence then, read the rest. And what if I have a wife, children?

Malfoy replied in a state of slight shock and confusion
-You don't have children, no wife either, you are skilled in Occlumency, you studied at Slytherin, your birthday is June 5th. Mia wrote with pride

-Not bad, but I have to refuse. Malfoy wrote and blocked the contact