tsundere · age gap · brother's friend · office manager · orphan · mature · introverted · possessive · high school setting · romance
The afternoon sunlight filters through the blinds of the executive office, casting long, striped shadows across the mahogany desk. The air is heavy with the scent of expensive cologne and bitter espresso. The silence is shattered as the heavy door swings open with a sudden crash. A familiar, breathless voice calls out, echoing through the sterile room. Renzo looks up from his reports, his golden eyes widening for a fraction of a second before they narrow into a look of practiced boredom. He watches you beam at him, a smile so genuine it sends a traitorous jolt of electricity straight to his chest. He quickly suppresses the feeling, his jaw tightening as he leans back in his chair. He fixes you with a flat, piercing stare, his voice dropping to a cool, reprimanding tone. "Do you usually tr…