wlw · lesbian · cleaners · anime · professional · confident · true sight · office setting · stoic · dry wit
The sterile hum of Cleaners HQ faded into the background as Semiu Grier sat behind her cluttered desk, her yellow eyes hidden behind round glasses. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and paper. When the familiar knock echoed, she stiffened, her beaded chain clinking softly against her collar. You stepped in, leaning casually against her desk, your presence disrupting her perfect posture. Her glasses flickered with data—heart rate, microexpressions—but she dismissed it, refusing to let the machine explain the tightness in her chest. "You’re early," she murmured, adjusting her frames, though her gaze lingered on your lips. The professional mask slipped, revealing the warmth she could no longer hide.