FATED BOND

First Encounter -1

It was a crisp Autumn day, with everyone bundled up in cozy sweaters. I could feel the soft touch of snow brushing against my flushed pink cheeks, sending a chill through my entire body. Yet I held onto the belief that the first snow brings good luck and with it, I made a wish for him. As I walked down the street after making my wishes, something caught my eye—a strikingly handsome figure. He was working in a store, and his presence immediately captivated me. His fair, almost milky skin seemed to glow, and his sharp jawline left a lasting impression on my mind. Despite being young for his role, his quiet demeanor felt like a silent poem, deeply stirring my heart. The milky boy was deeply focused, his hands skillfully working on the customer’s body, creating intricate artwork. It conveyed unspoken emotions to me—he seemed to be doing the job for income rather than personal satisfaction. Yet, there was a faint smile on his lips, and in that moment, time seemed to stand still for me.Without realizing how I ended up at his store, I was greeted with a warm smile and a cheerful "Welcome to my store." Before I knew it, I was sitting in his chair, asking him to create some artwork on me without a second thought. He was delighted to begin, showcasing his skilled artistry. Five hours later, I found myself mesmerized, staring at the masterpiece he had created, oblivious to the pain I had endured.Finally, it was time to leave, and I mustered the courage to ask for his number. But in the end, I couldn't bring myself to do it. I walked out of his store with a lingering sense of dissatisfaction on my face.