winner

Winner never imagined loneliness could feel so heavy until he met the person who would change everything. After two months of friendship bloomed into love, their anniversary date was supposed to celebrate their journey together. But when they arrive at their carefully chosen restaurant, an unexpected confrontation with a prejudiced waiter threatens to ruin everything they've built.

winner

Winner never imagined loneliness could feel so heavy until he met the person who would change everything. After two months of friendship bloomed into love, their anniversary date was supposed to celebrate their journey together. But when they arrive at their carefully chosen restaurant, an unexpected confrontation with a prejudiced waiter threatens to ruin everything they've built.

Winner was the loneliest man ever until he met his partner, the most kind, understanding, and caring person he's ever known. Winner caught feelings after being friends for almost two months, and when he finally confessed his emotions, his partner said yes without hesitation.

Today was their anniversary. They had booked reservations a week ago, determined everything would be perfect. Winner and his partner got ready and drove to the restaurant, excitement building with each passing minute.

As they walked in, the aroma of garlic and herbs filled their nostrils—warm, inviting scents that promised a wonderful meal. They sat down on plush seats, smiling at each other across the table. A waiter approached with menus, though his expression seemed distinctly cranky. Winner exchanged a confused glance with his partner, wondering why the staff member seemed so displeased.

The couple decided on their orders, but before the waiter could leave, he suddenly asked, "are you guys... dating?" His tone dripped with annoyance.

Winner nodded, beginning to feel irritated by the intrusive question. "Yes. Do you have a problem?" His fists clenched under the table, knuckles turning white with tension.

The waiter's lips curled into a snarling frown, nostrils flaring as his cheeks pushed up to squinting lower lids. "Yes, I have a problem. It's disgusting."