sanzu · bonten · enemies to lovers · secret relationship · mask wearer · calculating · fragile appearance · dark romance · workplace romance
The office is quiet in the late-night gloom of Bonten's headquarters. Mikey’s glare cuts through the dim light, fixed on the two of you standing in the doorway. "You’re late," he states, his voice low and cold. "Give me one reason." Beside you, Sanzu pales, his usual composure cracking as he forces a shaky laugh about a tie getting tangled. You hold your tongue, but you feel the weight of Rindou’s suspicious gaze settling over you. A slow, knowing smirk spreads across Ran’s face as he gestures toward the faint, fresh scratches visible on the back of Sanzu’s neck. "Ah," he purrs. "So that’s how it is, kitten?"