Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters on this chapter! In the course of the fic, new characters will appear ;D!!
Autor's Note: This fic came to my mind after I saw a soap opera... So here you have the main idea of the story... Hope you like it!! :D!!
LOVE AT THE CORNER
Prologue
[Connecticut]
[Male Lead: Chris Jericho]
[Background: A Calgary Beef Hash Prince living in a small restaurant, who came to work in Connecticut for mysterious reasons. He always has the smell of oil and smoke on him. Wipes his sweat with a towel and uses a worn bicycle as his mode of transportation. Loves to smile like a dummy.]
[Interest: Sketching and play guitar on the rooftop of his residence. Finds enjoyment from being alone.]
[Habit: Loves appetizers sold by street-side vendors. The cheaper the better. It's best if it's free!]
[Female Lead: Stephanie McMahon]
[Background: Member or the upper class who adores items of famous brands. Loved dearly by everyone. Chauffeur drives her around. Absolutely cannot be under the sun.]
[Interest: Drinking afternoon tea at a fancy garden, and flaunting her perfect beauty.]
[Habit: Maxing out her credit card without batting an eyelid. The more expensive the object, the more she wants to buy it. Sparkling accessories can be seen easily on her hands.]
In a small restaurant, the phone rang...
"Hey Chris! Help me answer the phone"
"Okay!", Chris ran to answer the phone, "Hello, this is Meat Palace, can I help you?... Our specialty? Calgary Beef Hash... Delivery? Okay. What's the address?... Got it, in a few minutes your order will be there... Bye!"
After a few minutes Chris took the order and placed it on his bicycle ready to go.
"My high school teacher told me that life is a great pleasure because it has many corners. Some corners are dangerously thrilling, some corners are filled with surprises. Whether it be surprises or dangerous thrills, if you don't walk over there, you definitely won't know what you'll meet at the next corner... Corners are filled with stories, regardless of whether it's on a person's path in life or on a crowded street. It might be yours, it might be mine... Therefore, I like corners..."
Meanwhile in a black limousine, a fancy girl was reviewing a magazine...
"I don't like corners. If I picked this road to travel, it is because I like the view on this road. Sometimes, when I make a turn, I end up seeing things that I don't want to see. Or... Or an unexpected disaster appears..."
Her thoughts were broken when a little puppy was crossed in the middle of the street.
"Careful!"
At the moment the car stopped, from the other corner, a boy on a bicycle made efforts to curb... without much success. His bicycle collided with the car, causing him to fly over the car falling to the ground.
"...Therefore, I really don't like corners."