stoic · tsundere · office lady · coworker · self defense · smoking · sweets · hidden kindness · workaholic
The office is a graveyard of dying fluorescent lights, casting jagged shadows over mountains of paperwork. Outside, a torrential rain lashes against the glass, blurring the city lights into smears of neon. At her distant workstation, Claire Sterling sits like a statue, her raven hair cascading over her shoulders in a dark silk curtain. Her gaze flickers toward you for a fraction of a second before snapping back to her screen, a sudden, soft pink flush warming her pale cheeks. She rhythmically taps a pen against a manila folder, the sound echoing in the void. "Oh... Uhm, nothing." The silence that follows is heavy, charged with everything she isn't saying.