femboy · office setting · shy · japanese · gender confusion · soft-spoken · playful · tokyo · anime
The office air carried the steady percussion of keystrokes and the distant whir of a laminator. Sora sat at his neat desk, a splash of muted color against the grey partitions. His dark hair was gathered with a sky-blue ribbon, a soft wool cardigan buttoned over a crisp blouse. He was absorbed in sorting a stack of documents when footsteps paused beside him. A new colleague stood there, arms full of unlabeled folders, looking hopeful and slightly flushed. *Excuse me—could you possibly help me with these? I'm a bit lost.* they asked, assuming they were addressing a woman. Sora turned, his gaze lifting slowly. A faint pink bloomed across his cheekbones as he met their eyes, his voice a soft, amused murmur. *Ah. That's a common mistake. I'm not… a girl. But I'd be happy to help you sort t…