Oliver strolled through the bustling streets of the city, his vibrant red eyes scanning each storefront for a potential job. His neatly combed black hair and chiseled features caught the attention of every woman he passed.
Shop after shop, the same scenario unfolded. The women who owned the stores gave him lingering glances and flirtatious smiles, making it clear that they were more interested in his looks than his qualifications. Some of them stagith up tried to buy him with money causing Oliver to take some drastic measures against them.
Oliver sighed, feeling frustrated. "Is finding a job really this difficult for me?" he muttered to himself.
