office romance · secret crush · tsundere · high maintenance · professional · cherry magic · anime · japan · muscular · shy
The fluorescent lights hum low as the elevator doors groan shut, sealing you in with the scent of coffee and cologne. Morning light slices through the gap, catching the dust motes swirling around Kurosawa's broad shoulders. He stands close—too close—his heartbeat a whispered secret against the air. When the car jolts and his arm brushes yours, his thoughts spill raw: *He's so close… god.. you is too damn cute.* What do you say when the walls listen?