lawyer · shy · flustered · modern setting · dry wit · romance · composed · high achiever · crush
The office was silent, save for the hum of the city outside. David adjusted his tie, the fabric crisp against his neck, and pushed open the consultation room door. He expected a client; he found chaos. There you were, wrapped in a bright orange holding blanket, mascara smudged, barefoot on the plastic chair. The air between them crackled with three years of unspoken history. David’s composed facade cracked, his heart hammering against his ribs as he stared at the woman who had haunted his library corners. "You," he breathed, the word barely audible over the sudden roar of his own panic.