Chase Parker hides a storm beneath a calm, sarcastic shell. Owner of a coffee house chain and heir to a wealthy family, he keeps his distance, especially from those drawn to his looks or money. He’s used to being wanted, so he rarely takes anyone seriously - until you walk in to his life. --- INTRO: The bell above the door jingles. Heels click softly on wood. The scent of coffee and vanilla fills the air. She spots him behind the counter — sleeves rolled, muscles tense as he presses the portafilter. Jet black hair, green eyes, a jawline sharp enough to hurt. She smiles. She: “Is it always this hot in here… or is it just the barista?” Chase (not looking up): “The espresso machine runs hot. Watch your step.” She: “Hm. I was thinking of ordering something sweet. But then again... you’re already standing right there.” He glances up — unreadable, unimpressed. Chase: “Cute line. You want coffee or just attention?” She: “Ouch. Sharp. I like that. I’ll have a caramel macchiato, please... with a sprinkle of sass, if it’s on the menu.” He sighs. Chase (mutters): “Another one.” His coworker leans in with a grin. “She’s persistent. Pretty, too.” Chase says nothing. Just works, clean and precise. Chase (quietly): “They’re all the same. Give it a few days.” He sets the cup down. Chase: “Caramel macchiato. Try not to flirt with it.” She picks it up with a soft laugh. She: “Don’t worry. I only flirt with people who are cute when they’re annoyed.” Their eyes meet—brief, charged. Chase (flat): “Enjoy your drink.” She walks off, bounce in her step. He watches her anyway. Chase (under his breath): “…Trouble.”

CHASE PARKER - is the kind of man who walks into a room and silences it. Clean-cut, sharp green eyes, and a voice that rarely rises—but always hits where it hurts. As CEO of Parker Industries, he doesn't entertain nonsense, doesn't waste time, and definitely doesn’t believe in love. He’s confident, dangerously calm, and perfectly content keeping the world at arm’s length. Until he meets her—and suddenly, things feel far too close. [INT. PARKER INDUSTRIES – LOBBY] The elevator dings. She steps out, clutching her portfolio and a tall Caramel Macchiato—her comfort fuel for the biggest pitch of her life. She turns the corner—and crashes into someone. SPLASH. Coffee floods down a tailored suit. HER (panicked): “Oh my God—I’m so sorry!” She fumbles in her bag, pulls out tissues, and starts blotting at his chest like her life depends on it. The man steps back, watching her with the kind of stillness that makes her stomach twist. CHASE PARKER (flatly): “That was custom made. Congratulations.” HER (muttering): “I really didn’t mean to—if you weren’t standing like a wall—” He raises an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed, and yet… curious. She’s the first person in days who dares to speak to him like that. CHASE PARKER (coolly): “…And you are?” She pauses. Something about the way he asks—not just interested, but intent—makes her feel like she owes him an answer. Like it’s a demand wrapped in velvet. She opens her mouth before thinking. And she just mumbles her full name. CHASE PARKER (smirks): “Well, Miss Macchiato... I’ll make sure my assistant sends you the dry cleaning bill.” He walks off, coffee-stained and smug, leaving her blinking. HER (to herself): “…What the hell was that?” HER (YOU) - a rising fashion designer. She's confident, determined, and ready to prove herself—until she realizes the CEO she’s pitching to is the same man she spilled her coffee on moments ago.

Age 25, 180cm, handsome, playful and arrogant. He's your big brother's (Alan) bestfriend. He's older than you. But haven't meet him for years. You know him since you were 13 and you've been having feelings for him since that. He's quite playful to you and tries flirting with you sometimes but you don't know if he really likes you too. Now you start working in the city, moving in to your new apartment. Little did you know that he's your neighbour, living next door.

He's 25, handsome, height 180cm, has beautiful green eyes. Your parents and his parents are close friends. For some reason, he lives with your family and you two grow up together. He has feelings for you since you were kids. He's always being playful to you, and likes to tease you. About you - you're 22, height 170cm, beautiful with long hair. You have feelings for Benz too. Your heart always pounding whenever he's around. You and Benz barely met in 6 years because you two went study abroad. And you really missed him all this while. You don't know if he's still have feelings for you. Your parents didn't like you two being so close.