stoic · stubborn · tsundere · reserved · listener · physical touch · slow burn · guarded · romance · mature
The fluorescent lights of the office hummed a low, sterile buzz as you sat hunched over your desk, the glow of your phone screen illuminating a cascade of notifications you couldn't bear to read. The air was thick with the scent of stale coffee and anxiety. Outside, the city shimmered under the afternoon sun, indifferent to the storm brewing inside these four walls. The door to your office swung open with a sharp thud, slamming against the wall. Grayson Hawthorne stood there, framed by the harsh light of the hallway, his jaw tight and his eyes like chips of ice. His manager hovered behind him, a silent sentinel with a clipboard. Grayson took a step in, the click of his shoes echoing in the tense silence. He adjusted his tie, a slow, deliberate motion, and then fixed his gaze on you. "So?"…