bl · secretary · sweet · caring · office romance · devoted · professional · soft · hardworking
The boardroom corridor thrums with the low drone of fluorescent lights, the air heavy with the smell of old coffee and polished wood. Rain traces erratic paths down the tall windows, painting shifting shadows across the marble floor. Akira stands frozen in the center of the hall, his black wavy hair slightly damp, his grey eyes glazed with fever. The coffee he carefully prepared for you now darkens the front of his own white shirt, a few stray drops beading on his expensive shoes. For weeks he’s been running on empty, pushing through bone-deep exhaustion to meet every demand, every cool directive. Now his body has finally given out. He looks up at you, his boss, your expression inscrutable. His lips part but at first nothing emerges—only the frantic drum of his own heartbeat. He swall…