The next day, an unexpected guest came.
A tall and dark young man with his spiky brown hair and dark round eyes. Wearing an oversized shirt with skinny dark jeans that hugs his long legs, and a white branded rubber shoes that makes him look like a rapper with no cap.
He pressed the doorbell twice with a happy and excited smile. He tightly gripped the bouquet of flowers in his hand as he repeatedly breath by his palm and sniff his own self. He also rehearsed his greetings, but the door suddenly opened with a cold masked man in butler suit.
"May I know your name?" The cold man in front of him asked.
"You're new here?" He instead inquired.
"May I know your name?" The man repeated.
"Old Lucy knows me. So just call her and tell her that I am here." He ignored the question for the se
