Prologue
The sunlight shone into the room through the windows, welcoming itself by illuminating the place in a mixture of cool and warm ambience thanks to the turquoise and yellow curtains draped over them. A long-sleeved henley hung over the wooden cupboard, its back facing outwards to allow droplets of blue ink stained the top right corner at the back be visible to whoever that places their sight on the light-green garment.
A tall, lean figure stared at the shirt for a second, the end of his lips curling up a little as he started locking the cuffs on the end of the white long sleeve button up with his calloused fingers.
The black desk chair creaked when it supported the figure's weight as he seated himself comfortably on it, turning himself around to grab the yellow lint-free cloth draped over the backrest before bending over to face his brown leather shoes. Soft sound of scrubbing echoed slightly throughout the room as micro-fibre meets leather, resulting in the latter shining a dim glow and highlighting the craftsmanship and style that makes the footwear stand out on its own.
Having made sure every part of the shoe was well polished, the lean figure stood up and walked over towards the standing mirror to straighten his black tie knotted into a half Windsor. Satisfied, forest-green eyes trailed from top to bottom to have a good look at reflection of the overall figure standing in front of the mirror. Long hair in the shade of auburn was given a messy outlook with the support of hair spray. Freckles scattered across the plump rounded cheeks glimmered under the sunlight, while stubble peppered the sharp jaw line and pointy chin that made up the lower part of the face.
Looking down on his own reflection, the long sleeve shirt wraps itself around the torso, further showing off the V-shaped upper body created by straight broad shoulders and a slim waist. Lean arm muscles could be seen from the slightly tight wrapping the sleeves gave the wearer. Black leather belt locked with a shiny metal buckle the shape of a buckle kept the navy pants from falling, while giving a comfortable feel without being too tight.
A not-so-visible lopsided smile formed across the lips as the figure turned his head to the left to look at the red apple placed just over the notebook on his messy writing desk. The sound of footsteps outside his room caught his attention and he turned around again to face the door and the lop-sided smile grew wider.
Two other figures, one short and another bulky had appeared near the door and were watching the lean man. The short figure, his jet-black hair gelled into a pompadour, let out a huff before calling out.
"Oh for the love of… Can't you be any quicker? It's the big day today! Do you seriously wanna keep the bride waiting?"