Sleek expensive fleets of Cars pulled over at the curb— five of them— Black, chrome accent gleaming under sunlight, irresistible for the eyes. Each of them carried customized plate numbers. SALVATORE, raised in gold foil. These are the kinds of Cars ordinary people would sweat for half a decade and still struggle to cover half the cost. Yet, five of those cars were outside the building of veloura Boutique, drawing passersby's attention without effort. Some people pulled out their phones to record the convoy, gasping and unable to look away from the clean Rides. The doors of the Cars swung open in sync. Several men dressed in impeccable black suits with black aviator glasses on their face stepped out of the car, scanning the engine place for the slightest threat. Their presence stirred whispers. Lastly, a man dressed in a sharp limited edition suit, white, Sharp, diamond Stones embroidered around the lapel stepped out. His Black loafers clicked the tarmac gently followed by his a si

Two years of patience, two years of everyone placing him at the bottom while he watches people who came barely two weeks promoted for improvement at the Elite department.Golden thread academy is a top fashion academy in the city, the second best, or rather, the biggest competitor of Royal stitch. But that was in the past. Royal stitch lost its place in the fashion world a long time ago, leaving Golden thread at the top of the trend, a place where a single cloth piece is traded for fortune— fortune that could replace Rowan's entire life in ten folds.Rowan had been at the Starter class for two years despite his hard work, a place meant for the Rookies and those who had failed and failed.In his Gold Academy uniform, he stepped into the classroom but the voice of the mentor stopped him at the door."Are you for the class?" Mentor Kai toned in his twisted Chinese accent, perching down his full-rimmed glasses on his nose like he was second guessing a failed experiment.The class, full of

In 5 minutes. Rowan, the most looked-down Student in the Academy, had just secured a ground breaking deal, the boy who was always patching pieces with needle and thread, while the entitled rich students hold real fabrics and machines.And yet, he just stamped a $3 million dollars deal!The stunning reality of it felt surreal.Mr. Grant, the manager couldn't hold back his anger. His loafer clicked the marble, hard and frantic like bullet hammering steel."What have you done, you buffon," he sneered, "you really think you can just walk inside a room and snatch a customer?!!""This place has real protocols and no exception is made for people like you. Not a chance!" Rowan only caught the glimpse. Mr. Grant's palm cut through the air like whip, slamming against the poor boy's face.The impact was sickening, echoing across the hall. Customers spun head in the direction, staff workers paused, watching the igniting fire. Rowan stumbled back two steps. He froze. He couldn't his cheek. It w

In 5 minutes. Rowan, the most looked-down Student in the Academy, had just secured a ground breaking deal, the boy who was always patching pieces with needle and thread, while the entitled rich students hold real fabrics and machines.And yet, he just stamped a $3 million dollars deal!The stunning reality of it felt surreal.Mr. Grant, the manager couldn't hold back his anger. His loafer clicked the marble, hard and frantic like bullet hammering steel."What have you done, you buffon," he sneered, "you really think you can just walk inside a room and snatch a customer?!!""This place has real protocols and no exception is made for people like you. Not a chance!" Rowan only caught the glimpse. Mr. Grant's palm cut through the air like whip, slamming against the poor boy's face.The impact was sickening, echoing across the hall. Customers spun head in the direction, staff workers paused, watching the igniting fire. Rowan stumbled back two steps. He froze. He couldn't his cheek. It w

In 5 minutes. Rowan, the most looked-down Student in the Academy, had just secured a ground breaking deal, the boy who was always patching pieces with needle and thread, while the entitled rich students hold real fabrics and machines.And yet, he just stamped a $3 million dollars deal!The stunning reality of it felt surreal.Mr. Grant, the manager couldn't hold back his anger. His loafer clicked the marble, hard and frantic like bullet hammering steel."What have you done, you buffon," he sneered, "you really think you can just walk inside a room and snatch a customer?!!""This place has real protocols and no exception is made for people like you. Not a chance!" Rowan only caught the glimpse. Mr. Grant's palm cut through the air like whip, slamming against the poor boy's face.The impact was sickening, echoing across the hall. Customers spun head in the direction, staff workers paused, watching the igniting fire. Rowan stumbled back two steps. He froze. He couldn't his cheek. It w