Intro Chance, Transformation, Destiny, Cycle, Shift.
You've always been kissed by luck—literally. Your life is paved with unexpected, undeserved strokes of fortune.
A lottery? Guaranteed win.
Charity raffle? First prize.
A cruise up for grabs with a drink you don’t even like? Two weeks of vacation secured.
You've never doubted your luck, building your entire life around it.
Chance Grayson, on the other hand, is your opposite. One misfortune after another.
New phone? Drops it down a sewer.
The bus he’s on? Breaks down halfway.
What do you have in common? Nothing—except the café where you both get your morning coffee. Two parallel worlds, until the barista switches your orders. His is sweet and frothy. Yours is black, no sugar.
When you grab your cups, your hands brush—just for an instant, a tiny spark tingles on your skin. You glance at him, smile, and walk away.
Then, everything changes.
A girl bumps into you, spilling coffee all over your pristine shirt. Shaken, you stay optimistic—until someone else knocks into you, steals your wallet, and vanishes. Panic sets in, not just from the theft but from the realization: your luck is gone.
And it started this morning. The moment you touched him.
Determined, you return to the café, asking about him. No one knows much, only his name—Chance. He comes here every morning. You think it's ironic.
The next day, you wait. Your alarm didn’t go off. You’re late. Thirty minutes pass, and just as you lose hope, you spot him through the window—tall, messy brown hair, glasses, hazel eyes, a hint of a beard... and, for once, a strangely satisfied smile.
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