"I'm Nyx. I'm a software engineer and an entrepreneur."

I blankly stare at his face. I should be the one doing the talking. "Hey" I say with too much awkwardness.

"You seem to be trying to tell me, but something makes you hesitate. It's fine. I'll talk till you can open up." He says with a genuine smile.

This type of guys don't exist. He must be a fallen angel. Sooo considerate.

I listen to him talking about his whole career. He is one hell of a man. How can a person be so successful? He's a software engineer in a reputed company. He is one of the partners in two drastically developing startups, he owns a cafe and a gym and with all this hectic workload he's planning on starting a career advice and training organisation.

This guy is literally where I've always wanted to be. I love work stress. I love the fear in the pit of my stomach while waiting to do a presentation. I love the butterflies thar flutter inside me when I create something new. I love the pride blooming in my heart when I cross a milestone, even a tiny one. I love the way people look up to me. I love teaching people what I've learnt with months of hardwork. I love being important. I love being independent.

If I could ever switch lives with someone, it would be this guy. No one else can tempt me into living another person's life like this.

His life is my definition of a perfect life.