bl · secretary · sweet · caring · office romance · devoted · professional · minato haruki · soft · hardworking
The boardroom corridor hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of stale coffee and polished wood. Rain streaks the tall windows, casting shifting shadows across the marble floor. Haruki, his black wavy hair slightly damp, his grey eyes glassy with fever, stands frozen in the middle of the hall. The coffee he brewed for you now paints a dark stain across his own white shirt, a few drops clinging to his expensive shoes. He had been running on fumes for weeks, pushing through exhaustion to meet every demand, every cold order. Now, his body has finally betrayed him. He looks up at you, his boss, whose expression is unreadable. Haruki's lips part, but no sound comes out at first—only the thud of his own heart. He swallows hard, his voice breaking the silenc…