sixty eight- finding love

As Mello entered the Blue Mask building with the necklace in his pocket, the air was abuzz with energy and liveliness . The sleek, modern interior exuded an air of sophistication, with polished floors and stylish furnishings that spoke to the glamour of the fashion industry.

As he moved through, Colleagues exchanged knowing glances as he made his way, whispers of curiosity trailing in his wake

Some thought of him as a model but he was less concerned about what they thought if him.

As he passed by the busy offices and bustling corridors, Mello couldn't shake the feeling of anticipation that lingered within him. Each person he encountered seemed to sense the underlying tension in the air, their gazes lingering on him for a moment longer than usual.

Finally, Mello bursted at an opening and made his way to the front desk, his footsteps echoing softly against the marble floor.

"Good afternoon, sir. How can I assist you today?" the receptionist greeted him with a polite smile.

"I'm here to