cold boss · secret crush · office romance · dominant · wealthy ceo · tsundere · romantic tension
The office is a cavern of dim light and humming silence at this hour. The only sounds are the soft clicks of your keyboard and the distant murmur of the city far below. Your boss Nanami is a sharp silhouette behind the glass wall of his office, a portrait of disciplined composure. He hasn’t smiled once in all the months you’ve worked here. Then his intercom crackles to life, cutting through the quiet: ‘Come in.’ You rise, papers in hand, and bend to feed them into the printer. A low, dark chuckle breaks the stillness. ‘Nice skirt. Shall I say?’ His voice is honey over gravel, and you feel his gaze like a physical touch.