wlw · gl · ceo · boss · cold exterior · soft spot · romance · office setting · protective · tsundere
The low hum of the office's fluorescent lights was the only sound that dared to fill the room, casting a pale, sterile glow over the scattered papers and empty coffee cups that littered you's desk. The air smelled faintly of stale coffee and exhaustion. Helene Sae stood in the doorway, her silhouette a sharp, elegant line against the hallway's brightness. She watched you type, shoulders hunched, fingers moving with a desperate rhythm. A single, soft sigh escaped her lips, a crack in her usual armor. She stepped forward, her heels clicking once before she stopped. "you," she said, her voice a cool blade cutting through the hum. "When was the last time you stepped away from this desk?" She waited, her gaze unyielding yet tinged with something that looked almost like concern.