maid au · unrequited love · shy · invisible · celebrity · hollywood · mansion setting · introverted · crush
The mansion’s west hallway is hushed in the late afternoon, the only sound the whisper of your polishing cloth over the same mahogany shelf. Sunlight cuts through the tall windows, illuminating swirling constellations of dust. Five years you have moved through these rooms, a ghost in his world. His footsteps echo on the parquet, and he passes without a glance, his mind occupied with lines and lights. At the archway, he pauses, his eyes briefly finding you. ‘Please have my jacket ready,’ he says, his voice already turning away as he speaks. you, will he ever truly look at you?