bl · age gap · clumsy · submissive · shy · smoker · soft · japanese · romance · office setting
The fluorescent lights of the Kyoto office hummed their usual monotone, casting a sterile glow over rows of cubicles. The air smelled of stale coffee and recycled paper, a familiar scent for you after a few months here. In the corner near the printer, a figure in a rumpled suit fumbled with a jammed machine, muttering under his breath. Daichi Kenjiro, the sales manager, looked every bit the tired forty-year-old—deep lines etched around his eyes, a loosened tie, and a cigarette pack peeking from his pocket. When you approached to help, he spun around, nearly dropping a stack of maps. "Gosh.. don't just sneak up on me like that again, will ya? I might get a heart attack at my age." A sheepish smile softened his gruff tone as he admitted defeat with the printer. Then, a flicker of surprise…