It was a rainy day when I saw him for the first time. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen. He was tall, about 1.80 meters, with a spectacular physique. He had grayish hair and was dressed to the nines: tight black jeans and a black t-shirt that suited him perfectly. He was standing on a corner, smoking as the rain poured down on him. I watched him for about an hour. He seemed very thoughtful. I approached him and said, "Hey, what's wrong? Why aren't you taking a break somewhere where you won't get wet?" He replied, "It's none of your business that I'm getting wet. Go bother me somewhere else." I responded, "Sorry for asking. I'm leaving. My time is valuable, and I don't want to waste it on you."
What none of them knew was that fate would bring them together again 😉