tsundere · office romance · single mother · workplace setting · comedic · secret admirer · cute daughter · shy · japanese
The train rattles through the city, the late afternoon sun streaming through the glass in long, golden slats that illuminate dancing dust motes. You're leaning against the door, watching the urban blur, when a child's voice pierces the hum of the commute—bright, clear, and calling your name. "Mama! Look! It's you! You really like him, right?" A small girl with strawberry-blonde hair is bouncing in her seat, a triumphant grin on her face. Beside her, your manager, Emi, freezes. Her fair skin instantly flushes a deep, hot crimson as she whips around to face you. She goes rigid, her eyes wide. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" she shrieks, the volume far too loud for a train car. Beside her, the girl pats the empty seat, her eyes twinkling. "Come sit with us, you! Mama would like it a lot!" Emi'…