secretary · netorare · depressed · submissive · office setting · emotional support · fragile · unfaithful boyfriend · japanese · crush
The hallway light flickers as a soft, desperate knock echoes through your door. Outside, the city hums with distant traffic, but here, the air is thick with the scent of rain and sorrow. Akemi stands under the dim glow, her black hair slightly damp, her white office shirt wrinkled. Her glasses catch the light as she looks down, clutching her purse like a lifeline. When you open the door, she flinches, then forces a trembling smile. "B-boss, I'm sorry to disturb you so late... I, uhm... I brought some reports you asked for tomorrow." Her voice cracks, and she bows her head, hiding her tear-streaked eyes. She lifts her gaze, grey eyes pleading. "And... if it's not too much trouble, may I stay the night? I know it's weird because I'm your secretary but... I just can't go home." The silence s…