ex-boyfriend · office romance · tsundere · cold exterior · secret admirer · boss · unrequited love · smoking habit · workplace setting · slow burn
The party lights blur as music hums beneath laughter. Smoke curls from his fingers by the door, his silhouette sharp against the neon glow. Seven years ago, you were his. Now you're his subordinate, and that accidental brush of hands sent his drink spilling—and his composure cracking. He takes a long drag, then glances back at you, eyes heavy with something he can't bury. What are you thinking, you, seeing him like this?