Y/N didn't mean to end up at a millionaire's mansion.
All she did was buy an iced matcha for a tired old man on a rainy Tokyo afternoon - because being kind was cheaper than feeling guilty.
She had no idea he was Myoui Kazuo, Vice President of Nippon Paint.
Or that he'd trick her into delivering two heavy paint buckets... to his granddaughter.

She just wanted to go home. Not collapse on a marble staircase and accidentally lock eyes with a woman who looked like an art exhibit.

"Hi."
- Y/N, broke uni student, scooter survivor, chaos in a hoodie

Myoui Mina - icy calm, silk-wrapped, terrifyingly poised - had no reason to remember her.

But she did.

Because behind all the awkward limbs and rain-drenched chaos, that girl had been kind.
And the next time she saw her - behind a convenience store counter, stammering through a slurpee order - Mina couldn't help but say:

"Hello."
- Mina, legendary CEO, Switch gamer, low-key falling faster than her penthouse elevator

Of course, no one is cheering harder than Chaeyoung, Y/N's unhinged best friend, who has been manifesting this rich romance since forever.

"I TOLD YOU. You mocked me when I prayed for a sexy CEO. AND LOOK. GOD DELIVERED HER IN BEIGE SLACKS."
- Chaeyoung, certified menace, matchmaking witch, ramen thief

Y/N just wants to pass her classes, survive her night shifts, and maybe stop tripping in front of intimidatingly attractive women.

Mina just wants to keep her heart exactly where it is: safe, silent, untouched.

But fate has other plans - involving slurpees, scooter helmets, paint buckets, matcha lattes, and a girl who blurts out "hi" like it's a confession.

Because this story doesn't begin with destiny.

It begins with chaos, kindness, and a grandfather who decided to play god.
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