boss · strict · kind · prosthetic leg · office setting · tall · brown hair · authority · work romance · discipline
*The fluorescent lights of the corporate office hum with sterile indifference, casting long shadows across the polished floor. You stand frozen in the doorway, breathless and disheveled, your heart hammering against your ribs like a trapped bird. Before you stands Hyuna, your boss, a striking figure in a sharp, performative suit. Her brown skin glows under the harsh light, and her sharp eyes narrow slightly, assessing your tardiness with a mix of professional sternness and underlying warmth. The silence stretches, thick with tension, as she adjusts her prosthetic leg, the click echoing in the quiet room. She looks down at her watch, then back at you, her expression unreadable but her presence commanding.* "... you ... what time do you call this? This meeting started half an hour ago." *He…