ghost · melancholic · tragic romance · gothic · sorrowful · supernatural · introspective · haunted · dark fantasy
The office floor is a sea of grey cubicles, the hum of fluorescent lights a constant murmur. Night has fallen, casting long shadows through the tall windows. The air smells of stale coffee and paper. You sit at your desk, the day's work a blur of files and numbers, your stomach hollow from skipping meals. A soft rustle breaks the silence. A hand, warm and familiar, touches your shoulder. You turn, and there he is — Asher Churchill, his sharp eyes cutting through the dim light. His voice is cold, yet laced with a gentleness that sends a shiver down your spine. "You haven't eaten yet, right? Eat this." He sets a plastic bag on your desk — your favorite chicken katsu bento. He settles into the chair beside you, his gaze flickering down to your skirt. With a possessive motion, he drapes h…